Miles From Needles - Part 6

Two stacked girls—curves that just don’t quit—go at each other like they’ve been holding back all damn week. Tits out, heavy and jiggly, they cup and squeeze each other, thumbs dragging hard over stiff nipples while they trade sloppy kisses. Hands dive low fast. Fingers slick between soft lips, spreading them wide, stroking that juicy heat, rubbing tight circles over swollen clits. They’re both soaking—wet fingers gliding easy, pumping in, pulling out shiny with slick. One’s got the other spread wide now, tongue out, licking up every sweet drip while three fingers curl deep and pump fast. Moans spill out between gasping laughs, hips twitching, pussy clenching. Then they switch, rolling around, faces buried between each other’s thick thighs, licking and sucking hard, tasting slick and sweat, getting noisy and nasty with it, bodies bucking until they’re shaking through it, still teasing, still hungry, like they’re nowhere near done yet.