Backsplash

Vanna Bardot had been trading dirty DMs with Nicole Doshi for weeks before she finally flew her in. The second the front door clicks shut, they’re on each other. Tongues, teeth, zero patience. Clothes hit the floor in two strides and Vanna drags Nicole to the bedroom like she’s starving. “I wanna try your ass tonight,” Vanna blurts, already breathless. Nicole’s grin is hungry. “Never done it. Let’s see how I like it.” So Nicole dives face-first between Vanna’s cheeks, tongue swirling, two slick fingers working slow, then faster. Vanna’s moaning like crazy, hips jerking, when her whole body locks up and she sprays hot across Nicole’s face in a messy, shocked squirt she’s never pulled off before. Both of them freeze for half a second—then Nicole laughs, licks her lips, and goes right back in.