We started slow, just worshipping each other's boobs, sucking and licking while little Sam was perched on my thigh, totally shook. Maya’s mouth on my nipple had me moaning like, "Yesss, right there," and I arched into her, grinding my pussy against her leg. We were so lost in the vibes, kissing and groping, our tits pressing together—iconic main character energy, until… OOF.
I felt this tiny crunch between our colliding cleavage. We froze. Looked down. And there was Sam, totally yeeted and squished flat between our boobs. Big yikes. We were both like, “Oh shit… sorry, Sam!” But low-key? We couldn't stop. The passion was too real. We just kept going, clapping back against any guilt because, period—that orgasm was worth it. She ate my pussy until I screamed, no regrets. Sheesh.Low-key obsessed? Spill more tea here or peep other stories!
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