Lip Reading Massage

Allie shows up straight from the lake, body still cool from the water. She's shy peeling off her clothes, fingers fumbling over the knots in her bikini top. Nervous about the whole deal. About letting another woman touch her everywhere. Cute as hell, that hesitation. Stephanie works magic with her hands. The room stays dim and quiet, nothing threatening. Little by little Allie relaxes, lets the top slide down. Then the bottoms. Bare now, breathing faster. Hands move to her breasts. Stephanie knows pressure, knows when to be gentle. Nipples harden fast under those fingers. Allie's cunt starts to glisten, wet spreading between her thighs. "Can I do a little extra?" Stephanie asks. Allie whispers yes. The masseuse drops between her legs and eats like she's starving. Tongue dragging through soaked folds, sucking on the swollen clit. Allie arches, hips bucking, hands twisted in the sheet. One long cry rips out of her when she comes, shaking apart, pussy pulsing against Stephanie's mouth.