Mouths Meet in Secret

The pulsating rhythm of the club fades as they slip into the grimy, unlit bathroom stall, their hearts throbbing in sync. The first girl, her hair a wild mane, pushes the other against the cold wall, her hands roaming, hungry. She sinks to her knees, her breath warm on the other's inner thighs, before her tongue finds the tender, swollen flesh, licking and sucking with an intensity that draws a gasp. The second girl's fingers tangle in the first's hair, guiding her, urging her on, lost in the waves of pleasure that threaten to consume them both.

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