Alltogether now

Malie leans in and takes Lizzie’s mouth, slow at first, then deeper, tongues sliding like they’ve been waiting all day. Their bodies meet on the bed, silk against skin, hands already roaming. Malie dips low, kisses down Lizzie’s stomach, spreads her open and presses her mouth to that warm, slick cunt. Lizzie’s legs fall wider, hips lifting, breath catching as the strokes get firmer, wetter. Then she rolls Lizzie onto her side, tongue never leaving her clit, fingers slick with spit and cream. Two fingertips circle the tight ring between Lizzie’s cheeks, press, slide in. Lizzie gasps, pushes back, and the fingers work deeper while Malie keeps licking. Soon they switch. Lizzie has Malie on her back now, legs spread, tongue buried between soft folds, fingers working Malie’s ass just as slow and steady. They move together like that—mouth, cunt, fingers, ass—moans and wet sounds filling the quiet room. Nothing fancy. Just two girls giving everything they’ve got.