Do I Like Guys Or Girls?? #02 - Elizabeth Skylar, Summer Kline & Dorian Del Isla
Redheads On The Boat
Vulva-on-vulva grinding where lesbians scissor for mutual pleasure. Tribbing delivers intimate friction and synchronized rhythm. It's the ultimate lesbian signature move that Adult Time captures beautifully. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. A feast for the senses from start to finish.
Chanel Camryn drags her ass home from another waitress shift, feet burning like she just walked a marathon in heels. Summer Kline catches the bitching and tells her to park it— she'll rub those tired soles. Summer digs her thumbs in deep and Chanel starts squirming, that slick heat building between her thighs. She stretches her legs out farther, claiming her calves are killing her too, and Summer's hands slide up, working those tight muscles with firm strokes that shoot straight to Chanel's cunt. Not stopping there, she moans something about her shoulders hurting from hauling trays all night and flips onto her stomach. Summer moves over her, rubbing her upper back, feeling that fake tension melt. Then it clicks— Summer clocks the way Chanel's pushing into the touches and grinning like a cat who's about to get the cream. Busted but zero shame, Chanel rolls with it when Summer flips her back over, yanks down those panties, and buries her tongue straight in that hungry pussy while the foot rub turns into a full-body fuck session that leaves both of them wrecked and grinning.
Chanel Camryn drags her ass home from another waitress shift, feet burning like she just walked a marathon in heels. Summer Kline catches the bitching and tells her to park it— she'll rub those tired soles. Summer digs her thumbs in deep and Chanel starts squirming, that slick heat building between her thighs. She stretches her legs out farther, claiming her calves are killing her too, and Summer's hands slide up, working those tight muscles with firm strokes that shoot straight to Chanel's cunt. Not stopping there, she moans something about her shoulders hurting from hauling trays all night and flips onto her stomach. Summer moves over her, rubbing her upper back, feeling that fake tension melt. Then it clicks— Summer clocks the way Chanel's pushing into the touches and grinning like a cat who's about to get the cream. Busted but zero shame, Chanel rolls with it when Summer flips her back over, yanks down those panties, and buries her tongue straight in that hungry pussy while the foot rub turns into a full-body fuck session that leaves both of them wrecked and grinning.
