Games for Saturday

Joana kicked things off, and Aja was right there with her. She ran her tongue over Aja’s toes, slow and wet, making it clear how turned on she was—how badly she needed her pussy licked, stretched, and filled. Aja lives for games like this. That’s why they get along so well. They always end up on the same page. Aja’s hand slips lower, fingers working past the tight ring of Joana’s ass until she’s knuckle-deep, fisting her while the room fills with soft, hungry sounds.