Sophia’s fingers stayed in Emma’s hair, holding her face tilted up. The taste of both of them still coated Emma’s tongue…sweet, musky, thick. Mia’s mouth lingered at the side of her neck, teeth scraping lightly, one hand still cupping a bare breast and rolling the nipple between two fingers until it ached.Sophia’s voice stayed low, calm, certain. “On your back. Legs open.”Emma moved. The sheets were already damp beneath her. Sophia climbed over her, knees bracketing one thigh, and settled the full, wet weight of her cunt directly against Emma’s. The first contact was pure heat…slick folds parting against slick folds, clits brushing for a single electric second. Sophia held still there, letting Emma feel every soft, swollen inch of her.Mia shifted to the side, one hand sliding down between them to spread Emma’s lips wider so Sophia could press in deeper. “Look at that,” Mia murmured. “Already so messy.”Sophia began to move.She rolled her hips in a slow, deliberate circle, dragging
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