Capri & Georgia Outside Fun

So they stepped out wearing these tiny lace numbers that barely covered anything worth covering. Capri peeled the straps off Georgia first, tugging that fancy bra down nice and slow so her tits spilled out the way they always did. Then Georgia went after those panties like she’d been waiting all day. She tossed that flimsy thing across the patio and went straight for it, tongue flat and greedy. Capri did the same a second later, parting those thighs wide and digging in like she meant to get every last drop. Nothing soft about it, no show, just two girls in bright sunlight tasting pussy like nobody else was allowed to watch.