...tan lines on her thighs glisten under the bedside lamp. She’s already half-naked, one hand gripping the headboard while the other works faster—wet lips parted, breath hitching like she knows someone’s watching. The younger girl walks in, freezes mid-step when their eyes lock… then steps closer without breaking eye contact. No words needed. Just a slow crawl onto the bed, knees sinking into the mattress as fingers slip inside that dripping pussy before it even begins.
