Their craving had turned into a constant, burning fire. Harper and Quinn could barely go a few hours without touching each other. They woke each other up in the middle of the night for slow, deep s*x. Quinn would slide her fingers inside Harper’s already wet p***y while they lay spooned together, thrusting lazily until Harper came with soft, sleepy moans. Harper returned the favor, waking Quinn with her tongue between her strong thighs, licking slow circles around her c**t until Quinn gripped the sheets and trembled through her orgasm.
When one of them stepped outside for more firewood, risky dirty texts and photos flew between their phones. Harper sent a quick picture of her fingers buried deep in her soaked p***y while Quinn was out in the snow. Quinn replied with a short video of her r
