By the pool, two dykes can't keep their hands off each other. One, a leather-clad babe, pushes the other onto the sun lounger, her tongue already trailing up her thigh. She wastes no time, her mouth finding the other's pulsating pussy, her tongue flicking against the hard clit. The recipient squirms, her moans echoing around the poolside, her hands clutching at the leather-clad dyke's head, pulling her in deeper, her hips bucking against the invasive tongue.