...the door creaks open just enough to see them tangled in sheets—one with long hair draped over a nipple while the other’s fingers dig into soft ass. Then the first kiss: tongues colliding like they’ve been waiting for this since childhood. No foreplay needed when hands are already under panties, two pairs of nails scraping skin as they roll onto their sides. Teeth sink into lips, tits press together until breath turns ragged. One straddles the other mid-motion, pussy grinding down hard enough to hear it through the wall...
