Tina's kisses trailed downward, her tongue flicking over Sharon's navel before reaching the panties.
With equal smoothness, she hooked her fingers in the waistband and slid them down, exposing Sharon's glistening pussy. She discarded them without a word, her focus solely on the woman before her. Sharon spread her legs instinctively, inviting Tina closer.
Tina settled between her thighs, her cock heavy against Sharon's inner leg. She kissed her way up, capturing Sharon's mouth in a deep, languid kiss, tongues sliding together as hands explored. Tina's fingers dipped into Sharon's folds, finding her wet and ready. She circled the clit slowly, drawing out gasps and pleas.
"Please, Tina," Sharon whispered, her body trembling.
