Private Calls - Episode 14

Aurora Snow lounges on a leather couch in nothing but stockings, her legs spread wide while she strokes two fingers over her clit. Another girl presses against her side, tits rubbing bare skin as she moans into a phone. The first caller’s voice crackles through the speaker; she answers with a slow, dirty description of exactly how wet she is. Her free hand reaches across and slips between the other woman’s thighs. They touch each other in time with every filthy suggestion the man makes, hips rolling, nipples tight. The second caller joins the line. Aurora lifts the phone so both girls can hear him while their fingers slide inside each other, slick sounds filling the room. One girl sucks a nipple into her mouth and hums. Aurora’s breath hitches. She keeps talking—low, explicit, guiding the man’s hand on his cock with every detail of how she wants him to finish. The third caller begs. They give him what he needs, bodies tangled, legs locked, voices honey-sweet and obscene until the line fills with the sound of men coming and the two women laugh softly, already moving on to the next.