Self Defense

Lyra Law opens the door and spots Edyn Blair grinning, still in workout mode. Her self-defense teacher slaps her into a quick headlock and Lyra squeaks, trying to remember what she learned last week. She misses the mark and palms straight up Edyn’s crotch. Whoops. Edyn just laughs, peels off her clothes, and drops onto the table face-down. Lyra starts on those soft, round cheeks, giving them an approving squeeze while they gossip. Turns out Edyn’s flying solo now—her boyfriend’s history, and lately she’s been seeing girls. Lyra asks her to flip. Edyn’s big tits jiggle as she settles, instinctively covering them with both arms. Lyra nudges the arms away and works lotion over the pale mounds, then heads south. She runs her tongue right across Edyn’s toes, pretends the lotion made her do it, and keeps gliding upward. When her palm brushes wet lips, she spreads Edyn wider. Another sneaky lick, same excuse. Edyn sighs, tells her not to stop. Lyra guides Edyn’s own finger to her clit, strips fast, climbs up, and licks her in quick, hungry strokes until Edyn comes with a shaky moan. Still straddling, Lyra grinds their slick pussies together, then spins around so Edyn can taste her too. After Edyn gets her off, Lyra flips her onto hands and knees, fingers her deep while rimming her tight hole. They slide into a messy 69, trading orgasms until they’re both panting and laughing on the table.