His tongue flicked slowly at first, teasing her swollen clit, circling it, coaxing tiny trembles from her body.
And then he dove deeper… tongue thrusting into her dripping core, licking, swirling, tasting everything she offered.
He matched the rhythm of his hips with Annabelle's bouncing movements, each wet slap of skin punctuated by Eva's whimpers above him.
His hands reached up to knead Eva's soft, round ass, gripping handfuls of it as he devoured her. The flesh was slippery with sweat and incredibly warm under his palms. The way her thighs trembled with each lick only encouraged him.
And time blurred into a haze of heat.
The air was thick with sex… sweat, scent, the clapping of bodies, the lewd, wet squelch of his tongue deep inside Eva, the raw slap of his hips crashing into Annabelle's.
The moans of both girls filled the room… high, soft, drawn out, and their bodies quivered against him, twitching with every movement.
That's when Annabelle's pace suddenly changed.
