Backstage for June 2011

These women tear my studio to pieces. Look at them—reckless, giggling, half-naked. One moment they’re flashing bald pussies and perky tits at nothing but open air, the next they’re rolling on the floor, licking, pinching, biting. They don’t bother with clothes or manners. A girl ends up on her back, legs spread, another between them, sucking loudly on a pink clit. A third crawls in and offers her own pussy to the first girl’s greedy tongue. They switch without a word, just wet sounds and soft moans. We watch and smile. After all, these are our favorite Lez Cuties.