Tiffany and Rebecca stretch out on the villa terrace, sun hitting bare skin. They came for a bikini shoot, but the lead designer likes to check the fit himself. He runs his palms over Rebecca first, slow down her back, over the curve of her ass, then slips the tiny bottoms aside. His cock is already hard when he pushes in. She braces on the lounge, breath catching every time he bottoms out. He pulls free, still slick, and turns to Tiffany. She parts her lips without a word, takes him deep, lets him fuck her mouth until her mascara runs. He switches back, this time sliding into Tiffany from behind while Rebecca watches, one hand between her own thighs. When he pulls out again, Rebecca is ready, tongue out, cleaning him before he sinks back into Tiffany. The rhythm stays steady, deliberate. He keeps moving between them until he can’t hold it. He pulls out, strokes once, twice, and paints both their faces, thick stripes across cheeks and lips. Tiffany licks a drop from the corner of Rebecca’s mouth, then they lean in for the camera, smiling through the mess.
Tiffany and Rebecca stretch out on the villa terrace, sun hitting bare skin. They came for a bikini shoot, but the lead designer likes to check the fit himself. He runs his palms over Rebecca first, slow down her back, over the curve of her ass, then slips the tiny bottoms aside. His cock is already hard when he pushes in. She braces on the lounge, breath catching every time he bottoms out. He pulls free, still slick, and turns to Tiffany. She parts her lips without a word, takes him deep, lets him fuck her mouth until her mascara runs. He switches back, this time sliding into Tiffany from behind while Rebecca watches, one hand between her own thighs. When he pulls out again, Rebecca is ready, tongue out, cleaning him before he sinks back into Tiffany. The rhythm stays steady, deliberate. He keeps moving between them until he can’t hold it. He pulls out, strokes once, twice, and paints both their faces, thick stripes across cheeks and lips. Tiffany licks a drop from the corner of Rebecca’s mouth, then they lean in for the camera, smiling through the mess.
