Just the Girls - Episode 6

Shea dropped her robe. Underneath, nothing but skin and the faint sheen of oil she’d rubbed over her thighs. Brittany stepped in close. Their mouths met without hesitation, tongues sliding against each other in a slow, wet rhythm. Brittany’s hands moved down Shea’s sides, gripping the curve of her ass, fingers digging in, pulling her closer until their hips pressed tight. She slid a thigh between Shea’s legs and pressed upward, grinding. Shea moaned against Brittany’s mouth, her own hands busy—cupping Brittany’s breasts, thumbs brushing over stiff nipples, then slipping lower to trace the slick heat between her legs. They moved to the bed without breaking contact. Shea lay back, legs open. Brittany crawled between them, mouth already seeking the soft skin of her inner thigh. She licked a slow path upward, then pressed her tongue flat against Shea’s cunt, tasting her, working her with broad, firm strokes. Shea’s fingers curled in Brittany’s hair, holding her there while her hips rolled to meet every stroke. Brittany’s fingers joined her tongue—two sliding in deep, fucking her in an easy, steady rhythm. Shea gasped, her thighs shaking around Brittany’s shoulders. She came hard, back arching, thighs clamping down as Brittany kept licking through every pulse. When Brittany finally pulled away, her lips were wet, her eyes dark. She climbed up, straddling Shea’s waist, and lowered herself until their bodies aligned again, slick and sensitive. They moved together, slow and grinding, until both of them shook with it, until the sheets beneath them were damp and their breathing filled the room.