Pussy dreams

Two girls who still blush easy sit on a rumpled bed, skirts hiked, panties tossed somewhere on the floor. Blonde and brunette, all giggles until their bare slits touch. They scoot closer, knees bent, and start to rub. Wet meets wet, slick skin sliding, soft gasps mixing with little laughs every time one of them slips. It feels good, and they know it. The double-headed toy appears—someone’s hand, off-camera, nudges it between them. They each take an end, line up, and push. Inch by inch the toy sinks in until their pussies kiss around the middle, and then the real grind begins. Hips rock, small breasts bounce under thin tops, toes curl into the sheets. Faster, messier, until one girl’s eyes roll and the other bites her lip so hard it leaves a mark. When they finally pull apart, the toy comes out shiny and the sheets are darker where they sat.