Lesbian Sessions: Amanda Marie

Tina pulls Amanda into the room, rope coiled at her hip. She strips the corset laces tight around Amanda’s ribs until the black satin bites. Amanda’s black hair spills over her shoulders as Tina knots her wrists behind her, elbows kissing. Amanda drops to her knees without being told, mouth already wet. They twist into sixty-nine, bodies locked, tongues working fast and hard. Tina’s hands stay busy with the ropes, tugging each knot tighter every time Amanda moans against her clit. The corset creaks. Skin flushes. Every pull of the rope sends another jolt straight to Amanda’s core, and she answers with her own hungry mouth, thighs trembling. They grind, bite, suck until the room fills with the wet sounds of both of them coming hard against each other’s faces.