Creampie Sisters - Lesbian Edition

Trinity’s on the bed with her hand already between her legs when Megan barges in. Brunette hair swinging, big tits bouncing in that stolen top, Megan clocks what’s happening and grins like she just found a new game. She kicks the door shut and starts stripping too, matching every move. Trinity tries to keep her cool, fingers working her clit in tight circles, but Megan drops down, spreads her own thighs and starts fingering herself like it’s a race she already won. The room fills with wet sounds and sharp little gasps. Megan leans over, lips inches away, whispering trash talk while her fingers plunge deeper. Trinity’s tattooed skin flushes; she’s close, but Megan’s faster, hips jerking, cumming hard and loud. She catches her breath, then dares Trinity to raise the stakes—sisters touching each other instead of racing alone.