Early Bird Gets The Nuru

Codey Steele pushes through the door too soon. Two naked girls on the table, slippery with oil, their skin sliding and clutching. Summer Col's fingers disappear between Summer Kline's legs. The sound is wet and shameless. They grind together, slow rolls of hips, tits mashed slick against skin. He freezes in the doorway, staring, pulse hammering in his neck. Neither girl notices at first. Then their eyes lock with his. They don't stop. Their mouths curve into filthy little grins.