Nuru Massage

Kate's back ached, a dull knife between her shoulder blades. Her girlfriend Alexa, all golden skin and wicked intentions, crawled onto the bed behind her. The brunette lay face-down, bare ass catching lamplight, while the blonde's hands sank into tense muscle. Alexa straddled one of Kate's legs for leverage. The move pressed her warm, bare pussy straight against warm skin. Every slow, circling stroke dragged wet heat higher up Kate's thigh. She felt it, that slick little kiss of lips brushing thigh. Heat pooled low in her belly. Fingers dug deeper. Kate arched. The need hit fast and hard. She lifted her hips, reached back, found Alexa's wrist and tugged. The blonde understood the silent order, slid lower, tongue first. She parted those cheeks and licked a long, wet stripe across the tight, forbidden ring. Kate moaned into the pillow. That filthy tongue moved lower, parted slick folds, licked into the soaked heat of her cunt. Alexa didn't tease. She devoured. Soon they twisted, legs tangling. The scissor position locked their swollen, glistening pussies together, slick on slick, each slow grind dragging swollen clits across each other in perfect, filthy rhythm. Their mouths weren't idle either, they leaned in, sucking toes, biting arches, licking between toes while hips rocked like they were fucking for real. Kate wanted more. She rolled onto her back, spread wide, knees up. Alexa crawled between them, mouth sealing over cunt again, sucking, licking, tongue fucking like she needed it. They didn't stop to talk. They didn't need to. Mouths found mouths only long enough to taste each other, to kiss through the mess, then dove back down. Tongues on pussy, fingers inside, bodies moving like they had one mind and it wanted this to last until they broke.