Love-Love: Part Two

April O'Neil and Serena Blair sit waiting on the edge of the court, glancing at each other like they already know how the afternoon should end. Then Elizabeth Bentley walks in. April holds her back for a second, studying the slender frame, the slight curve of her chest, the tight hips. One look melts the resistance. Elizabeth lines up for a serve. Short white skirt. Perky ass cheeks lifting with each motion. April watches those little tits bounce under the fabric. Serena bites her lip, staring at the same spots, same thoughts flashing between them both. The ball drops. Elizabeth tumbles to the hard surface, knee scraped. Sympathy spills out fast. Hands reach. A massage is offered and taken. Fingers press into smooth calves, climb higher, find the warmth between her thighs. Small nipples stiffen under April’s mouth. Serena’s hands knead that tight ass, hungry, spreading, guiding the next few strokes straight to Elizabeth’s already wet slit.