The redhead stroked silver-haired's thigh gently, then slid her hand up to her clit, twisting the flower bud slowly.
The silver-haired girl's breath quickened, chest heaving. That warm hand on her pussy was doing so many wonders to her body that she just badly wanted to be fucked.
"You like that, don't you?" the redhead smirked, kissing her softly on the head. Her other hand remained between them, pressed against warm, bouncy breasts she enjoyed fondling — twisting into different shapes.
The only reply was the silver-haired girl leaning closer into her touch.
The redhead smiled, and without hesitation, plunged a finger into her wet entrance.
"Holy mother," the girl gasped, sucking in a sharp breath.
The redhead loved this. Her fingers moved faster between her thighs, the silver-haired girl's heavy breathing echoing loud in the room.
Her other hand wasn't idle; she played with the girl's heavy breasts, pinching the hardened nipples between her fingers.
At that point, the silver-haired girl's body shook violently, her moans growing louder.
"I'm cummi–!" she cried out, but the words barely left her mouth before she came undone. She came hard on her companion's finger, her entire body trembling from the force of the orgasm.
They were in their own world now.
The redhead pulled out her slick finger and pressed it to the girl's lips. "Suck it."
Obediently, the silver-haired girl stuck out her tongue and licked her own release clean.
The redhead smiled, then bent down slowly, eyes locked on her companion's massive tits.
She took both heavy jugs in her hands, pressing them together, rubbing them like a child discovering her favorite toy.
Then, she captured a nipple in her mouth.
She sucked on the taut peak, her tongue flicking and circling it, then moved to the areola. Her free hand continued toying with the other mam, teasing it relentlessly.
She bit down gently, then let the nipple pop free from her mouth like rubber.
After playing with the soft mounds for a while, she suddenly pushed the silver-haired girl onto her back.
She grinned as she raised the girl's legs into an M-shape, her eyes darkening at the sight of that glistening pussy.
She parted her thighs wider and slid another finger in, thrusting in and out until the girl could only cry out hoarsely. Then she removed her finger and leaned down, burying her face between her legs.
Her tongue found the entrance and plunged inside without hesitation. It moved like her fingers had, thrusting in and out, fucking her until the girl's eyes rolled back. Then she focused on the clit, flicking and sucking on it like it was a sweet delicacy. And honestly, it was.
The silver-haired girl couldn't help but thrust her hips forward, needing more. Harder, faster.
And then she came. Her body trembled, tits shaking, her juices splashing across the redhead's face. But she didn't mind. She licked her clean.
Mike got up, his cock rock-hard and gripped in his hand, stroking slowly as he burned this VIP image into his mind.
The redhead's ass was raised, her back arched beautifully as she devoured the silver-haired girl like a starved beast. Her thighs trembled as juice dripped down her leg, while her tongue kept moving in deep sensual strokes that made the girl beneath her shudder and gasp.
Mike stepped forward.
His gaze lingered on the redhead's pale backside, on the soft curves shifting with every motion of her tongue. Her entrance was glistening; wet and swollen, as if begging him to ram into her.
But he wouldn't. Not now.
A wicked smile curled on his lips. His eyes lit up.
With the wine bottle still in his hand, Mike spread the redhead's cheeks and pressed the wine-slicked tip against her tight rim.
The redhead froze for a breath; then let out a muffled moan into the silver-haired girl's pussy as Mike slowly pushed inside.
"Shh... just feel it," he whispered, voice husky and hungry.
The tip slid in slowly, spreading her open. The wine made everything warmer, wetter, filthier. Her moans turned frantic, hips trembling, but her mouth kept moving between the silver-haired girl's thighs; even as her own body was filled.
"Stay still," he murmured. "You shifting around won't let the wine stay in."
The redhead stiffened but didn't move again.
This... She swore — as much as it was hot, was a torture.
Mike smirked. "Just feel it," he repeated softly. "And make sure not to let the wine spill."
Her thighs trembled; but she fought it, forcing them still.
She could feel the liquid inside her, red wine soaking her, sliding deep, making her insides feel hot and unbearably itchy. So fucking full.
The redhead whimpered, every muscle tight as she kept herself still, just like he'd commanded. The wine inside her sloshed gently with the smallest movements, the sensation maddening. Her pussy clenched, her ass burning with the delicious stretch and the ache of being filled without friction.
Mike stood behind her, watching every tremble, every flinch. His cock was throbbing, still in his hand, but he wasn't ready to give it to her yet. Not until she begged.
"You're holding it in so well," he muttered. "But I wonder... how long can you really last?"
He dragged the bottle back, letting it slip out with a wet, obscene sound, and the redhead let out a guttural moan, her knees shaking.
Then he pressed his hand between her thighs, fingers teasing the folds of her pussy; but never entering.
"You're leaking so badly." He smirked. "But not the wine. Crazy."
She groaned, grinding back instinctively, trying to catch his fingers, his cock; anything. She badly wanted some thing inside her right now.
But the man definitely was punishing her for whatever crime she had committed, for he actually stepped back!
"Say it," he growled. "Beg for my cock. Let me hear how badly you need it."
"I… I need it," she immediately whispered, voice shaky with desire.
"Louder."
"I need your cock, Sir!" she gasped, head dropping between her arms. "Please. I need it so badly! Fuck me, please. Don't tease me anymore! Make me yours! Fuck me crazy please!!!"