Alexis Tae - Super Horny Fun Time

We caught Marla on the back terrace that sticky August evening, skirt hiked to her waist and knees parted wide around the stone railing. Brigid had her fingers buried deep in Marla's slick cunt, two at first, then three, working them with wet, sloppy sounds while Marla let out these sharp little gasps each time they curled just right. Brigid's free hand kept a firm hold on Marla's hip, thumb pressed hard into the soft flesh, keeping her pinned exactly where she wanted her. Both of them forgot about the city lights shining through the glass doors; they just rocked into each other, Brigid laughing low and filthy every time Marla clenched around her hand and tried not to cry out. Sweat trickled down Marla's spine under her thin blouse and every push of Brigid's fingers dragged another half-swallowed moan free. Somewhere inside, someone turned the music up loud enough to cover the occasional wet slap and the soft creak of wood against stone. The city kept buzzing below, completely unaware.