Charlotte and Yelena's bodies pressed together on the bed, skin flushed and slick with sweat, their heavy breasts squishing against each other, nipples grazing and hardening with every subtle shift.
Their pussies also slid together—wet lips kissing, clits brushing in electric sparks that made both of them gasp.
"Oh...Mama…" Charlotte whimpered, voice trembling with embarrassment and pleasure. "Your pussy...It's so hot...So slippery...I can feel your lips against mine…"
Yelena's breath hitched, her own hips rocking back despite herself, meeting Charlotte's movements.
"Y-YOURS too, sweetheart…" She whispered, cheeks burning crimson. "So warm...So wet...I can feel your little clit rubbing mine...It's...It's so naughty…"
Charlotte buried her face in Yelena's neck, moaning softly as their clits caught again, sending a jolt through both of them.
