Friends indeed

Verbena, Bailey and Stella crash together when the snow piles up and the nights drag on. Hands slide under blankets, clothes hit the floor, mouths meet tits and fingers find slick heat. Verbena spreads wide so Stella can lap at her while Bailey eases two fingers into Stella’s cunt, twisting and curling until the loudest one starts to shake. They trade places, laugh when someone knocks a candle over, keep going. Tongues flick over swollen clits, teeth nip, thighs clamp around heads. Someone moans, “Fuck, just like that,” and hips buck harder. Cum-slick fingers swap between them until every body’s twitching and the room smells like sex and sweat. Then they grin, untangle, and do it all again.