Please Make Me Lesbian #11

She hops onto the kitchen counter, legs spread, nothing between her shaved pussy and his mouth. He dives in, tongue working her while her natural tits bounce with every sharp breath. She grabs his head and grinds against his face, moaning loud when he slides two fingers inside. The redhead watches from the doorway, already naked, touching herself as the brunette’s thighs start to shake. They move to the couch, mouths locked in a wet, sloppy kiss, tits pressed together, nipples rubbing. Then it’s a race—who can make the other cum first, tongues flicking and fingers buried deep. The redhead’s the first to break, gasping and soaking the cushion, but the brunette isn’t far behind, legs kicking, mouth open, lost in it.