Native Girls #3 (Pixiv Fanbox)

Olivia reluctantly broke from the kiss, instead gently pecking at Socrates's neck. Her lips lightly kissed the catgirl's soft skin as she gently hugged her tightly. She could feel the brushed tribal bodypaint on her back while she lightly ran her fingernails down her spine. Socrates lightly trembled. It had been so long since she'd been lightly loved and caressed like this. Normally she'd been accustomed to rough sex from her brothel clients so to engage in soft, sapphic sex like this was a nice change.

Olivia watched Socrates lose herself in the moment while she kissed down her tummy to her pelvis. She could tell that her friend was badly in heat and needed release. The red headed foxgirl laid down on the rough temple stone and gently pulled her friend over her. Socrates' breath quickened as she gently knelt over her face. Olivia's arms wrapped around her midsection, pulling her downward as she lightly lapped at the puffy pussy presented to her. It was so soft. The heat emanating from her opening. The moist love juices slowly seeping out of her. It was like sticking her face in between two of the softest little pillows...