Pussy Pamper

Luci straddles Ray and works lotion into her hands, fingers pressing deep. Their eyes lock. Ray can't take her eyes off Luci's tits straining against that thin shirt. She reaches up and pushes the fabric away. Her palms cup warm flesh. Thumbs drag slow circles over nipples until they stiffen, then her tongue follows, tasting each bud just the way Luci wants it. Luci slides higher, thighs pinning Ray's shoulders, grinding against her mouth. They switch, hips locking tight in a heavy grind, the wet slide of their cunts rubbing hard until every desperate motion drags a moan from the other.