Screen Recording

One of the girls has a tattoo on her lower abdomen, lying back in a bedroom while the other goes down on her with her face buried deep. They switch spots, both taking turns eating each other out, long hair hanging down into frame. The action moves into a bathroom, kneeling on the floor in front of the toilet, still locked into the same hungry rhythm. Close-ups make it clear they’re not faking — lips, tongues, all working hard. You see toiletries on the counter, wet floor, dim artificial lighting giving it that raw, caught-on-camera vibe. Everything about it feels spontaneous, like someone just hit record and let it roll.