Lina's Birthday

Lina’s birthday, and her girlfriend shows up with lingerie that’s really for both of them. Lina slips the lacy bra and panties on, and Nicolle loses it—hands everywhere, mouth sliding down that smooth belly like she’s starving. She kisses and licks every inch, tasting skin, making sure the tiny blonde knows how fucking hot she looks. Lina pulls her into the bedroom. Bras come off. They trade soft, wet licks across small tits, nipples stiff under their tongues, each girl sighing every time the other sucks a little harder. Nicolle tugs the panties aside and dives between Lina’s legs, tongue flicking her clit, fingers stroking her thighs. Lina’s not about to just lie there. She swings around, and suddenly they’re sixty-nining—blonde hair and red hair tangled, mouths busy, fingers sliding into tight, shaved pussy at the same time, wet sounds mixing with loud, hungry moans. Nicolle flips Lina onto her knees, two fingers deep from behind while her other hand works the clit. Lina bucks, moaning louder, hips slamming back until she cums hard, thighs shaking, voice cracking. She’s still catching her breath when she pushes Nicolle onto her back. Tongue and fingers work fast; Nicolle’s already close from getting her girlfriend off. One sharp cry, her body clenches, and she’s coming just as loud, red hair stuck to her forehead, pussy pulsing around Lina’s fingers. Both girls spent, flushed, smiling like they just won something.