Marshmallow Girls #02, Scene #02

These two round, art-splash Latina bodies started with tongue-kissing—cherry-red April and coal-haired Brianna. Lips locked, tits meeting soft and sweaty. April chewed down on a stiff brown nipple while Brianna crushed her face between jiggling belly-soft breasts. Hands dove in next; slick fingers splitting waxed lips, and when April huffed 'tongue me deep' Brianna jammed in hard and stayed there, flicking her clit like a challenge. April fed Brianna a glass cock, thick strokes pulling wet strings that licked right off the crown pussy-to-mouth. Brianna got greedy, stuffed four thick fingers through April’s muscle until April laughed dirty from her belly. Metal plugs came out next—cold hollow balls twisting slowly in sopping holes while the wands roared on every twitchy clit. Nipple over clit—April’s. The surprise made Brianna hiccup and nod frantic for more until no insult was required. Scissors clicked tight last—plump asses on the sheets, one hand each buried with the buzzing egg pinned dead on the clit plate. Cunts slid; juice left darker stripes when hips stalled, oxygen ran out, and both wrapped loud when the final rush hit them so wet they couldn’t even speak.