Yulia's first time

Bethany and Ally have a plan. They invited Yulia over, and they want her first time. When she walks in, they waste none of it. Bethany pushes her against the door while Ally drops to her knees, tugging Yulia's panties down. Yulia gasps, blonde hair falling forward as the two women work her open. Ally's tongue finds her, slow and steady, while Bethany kisses her mouth, swallowing every shaky sound. Yulia's knees buckle. They catch her, guide her to the couch. Ally spreads her thighs wider, licking deeper. Bethany strips, fingers already sliding into Yulia's wetness, stretching her gently, then deeper. Yulia moans, caught between their mouths and hands. Then Bethany slips behind her, lifting one leg. Ally climbs over, pressing close. Two bodies crowd her. Two tongues. Two sets of fingers easing her open until they fit inside together. Yulia cries out, back arching, taking them both. The rhythm builds. She comes hard, gasping their names, blonde hair damp against her face. They hold her through it. Still moving. Still inside. They do not stop until she shakes again, wetter, louder, lost in it.