Pee(p)ing surprise

Sasha slipped into the bathroom, not knowing Felicity had followed. Curiosity had Felicity pressed against the cracked door, eyes fixed on the dark triangle between Sasha’s legs. Instead of turning away, Felicity stepped inside. Their mouths met hard. Clothes hit the tile in seconds. They dropped to the floor together, legs tangled, mouths greedy. The double-headed dildo lay waiting in Sasha’s bag; Felicity pulled it free and slicked one end between Sasha’s parted folds. She pushed until both ends disappeared—one inside Sasha’s dripping cunt, the other inside her own. Their hips worked together, the thick toy stretching them both. Sasha arched, ass flexing as Felicity drove in deeper. Sweat slicked their thighs. Every thrust brought wet sounds and sharp gasps until both girls came, clenching around the shared length, bodies locked and shaking.