Playboy Morning Show - Episode 197

She sits there on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, and the other woman's face is buried between them. Her hands grip the silk sheets so tight the knuckles go white. The pleasure builds slow then hits all at once. She can't stop shaking. Can't stop making that sound deep in her throat that she doesn't even recognize as her own voice. The woman between her thighs doesn't come up for air. Her tongue moves with purpose, circling, pressing, then retreating just when she needs it most. Every muscle in her body pulls tight, then releases. The wave crashes through her again and again until she's nothing but heat and nerve endings and the taste of her own breath in her mouth. She comes so hard the bed creaks beneath them. The woman pulls back finally, lips slick, eyes dark. Neither of them speaks. They don't need to.