My Squirting Girlfriend

Naomi’s lounging in bed with a book when her mind drifts to Dillion out back. She heads out to check. Dillion’s already half-baked from the sun, and decides the hose can cool her down. One squeeze and that white tee turns see-through, hard nipples pressing right through the cotton, shorts soaked and clinging. Naomi clocks the whole show and gets wet on the spot. She calls Dillion inside. Clothes come off in seconds—Naomi’s hands already tugging Dillion’s tits free, mouth latching on to bite and suck. Dillion grinds her wet ass back against Naomi’s pussy, then Naomi slides two fingers over Dillion’s clit, circling hard and fast. Their tongues fight the whole time. Naomi sucks those stiff nipples until Dillion’s moaning like she’s about to bust. Then Dillion tells her to sit on her face. Naomi climbs up, spreads, and rides—slick pussy gliding over Dillion’s tongue until she shakes through a long, messy orgasm. She’s barely caught her breath before she flips Dillion onto her back, buries her face between those thighs, and works until Dillion soaks her in a gushing squirt.