I started thrusting—steady, deep rolls of my hips—each stroke dragging her ass down against Tessa's pussy below. The friction between them was constant: Minne's clit rubbing against Tessa's with every push, their wetness mixing, sliding, making soft, wet sounds every time their bodies met.
"Feel that?" I rasped, voice thick. "Every time I fuck your ass, your clit grinds right against hers. You're rubbing each other off while I pound you."
Tessa groaned beneath her—hands sliding down to grip Minne's ass cheeks, spreading them wider so I could go deeper. "Yeah… keep going… fuck her ass nice and hard… make her slide on me…"
