No rock, no paper, only scissor

Isa gently guided Candy down onto the bed, her hands tracing the curves of Candy's body as she moved. With a confident smile, she positioned herself so that her left thigh rested beneath Candy's right, creating an intimate cradle. Candy's left thigh was then lifted over Isa's right shoulder, opening her up completely. Isa's eyes locked onto Candy's as she inched closer, the anticipation building between them. Finally, their pussies met, and Isa began to move, her light brown skin glistening against Candy's pink flesh. The friction was electrifying, and Candy couldn't help but stare, captivated by the sight and sensation.

As their pussies rubbed against each other, a new world of sensation opened up to Candy. The slick, velvety texture of Isa's pussy sliding against her own sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. The copious amount of arousal flowing from both of them created a lewd, squelching sound that only heightened the intensity of the moment. Isa's expert movements and the intimate connection they shared allowed Candy to experience a level of female pleasure she had never known before. Her hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of that delicious friction. The formerly faithful straight housewife was in awe of the sheer ecstasy that could be found without a cock involved.

"Isa!", mumbled Candy, her voice a mix of pleasure and surprise, as she felt Isa's movements become more forceful. She bit her lips, unable to hold back the sounds of ecstasy that were threatening to spill out. The sensation of Isa's slick pussy lips rubbing against her own, combined with the light touch between their clits was driving her wild with desire. "Yes, mami?", Isa replied, her voice husky with arousal, her hips moving rapidly in a steady rhythm. The sound of their wet flesh meeting filled the room, a lewd symphony of female pleasure. Slowly Candy dislodged her left leg from over Isa's shoulder as her hands reached up to tangle in Isa's hair, pulling her closer as she arched her back. With a sudden jerk, Candy pulled Isa into a deep, sloppy kiss.

"Ooooh! Isa!", moaned Candy in between their kiss, as she felt Isa palm her breasts with a feminine yet rough motion. She lightly bit Isa's lower lip, a blush spreading across her cheeks at the intensity of the sensations coursing through her body. Pulling back from the kiss, she asked shyly "Can you go a little faster... please?", her fingers still tangled in Isa's hair.

Isa's response was immediate.

"Faster?" Isa echoed teasingly, grinding her crotch harder against Candy's. "Mami, you are a surprise!" She then towered over Candy, essentially riding her hips like a guy would fuck her, her movements becoming a blur as she scissored faster and harder. Candy's pleas had ignited something primal within Isa, and she was determined to bring her new friend to the heights of ecstasy. She bit down on Candy's nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through the blonde's body.

Isa's movements grew more & more frantic, her thighs quaking as she rode Candy hard. The wet, obscene sounds of their groin meeting filled the room, accompanied by the squelch of their sloshy pussies. Candy's breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and straining against the cool air, her large light areolas puffed up even more than normal. Isa leaned down, capturing Candy's lips in a searing kiss again, their tongue delving into eachother mouth.

And finally, Candy couldn't take it anymore.