
Alina Lopez turns April O'Neil into warm wax. She drags her fingertips through the oil pooled in the small of April's back, spreads it over her shoulders, presses it into her breasts. Each slow stroke leaves a sheen that catches the candle flame. Her whisper threads under the hum of a small bullet vibrator working inside April, low and steady, the only sound that matters. Alina's lips hover at April's ear, feeding her gentle words while she pinches a nipple and lets it slip through her fingers. She brushes April's hair back, guides a wooden comb through it, tracing the scalp, parting strands. Wet skin slaps softly when she palms April's thighs apart. The vibrator buzzes inside April's pussy and Alina's tongue follows the same path, flat, unhurried, dragging through swollen folds. April sighs, her thighs tensing, the wooden table creaking under them. Alina trails a fingertip over the vibrator's base, pressing it deeper, and April's breath breaks in a quiet moan that Alina catches between her teeth. Candle smoke curls, skin glistens, every sound pulled tight and then released.
Alina Lopez turns April O'Neil into warm wax. She drags her fingertips through the oil pooled in the small of April's back, spreads it over her shoulders, presses it into her breasts. Each slow stroke leaves a sheen that catches the candle flame. Her whisper threads under the hum of a small bullet vibrator working inside April, low and steady, the only sound that matters. Alina's lips hover at April's ear, feeding her gentle words while she pinches a nipple and lets it slip through her fingers. She brushes April's hair back, guides a wooden comb through it, tracing the scalp, parting strands. Wet skin slaps softly when she palms April's thighs apart. The vibrator buzzes inside April's pussy and Alina's tongue follows the same path, flat, unhurried, dragging through swollen folds. April sighs, her thighs tensing, the wooden table creaking under them. Alina trails a fingertip over the vibrator's base, pressing it deeper, and April's breath breaks in a quiet moan that Alina catches between her teeth. Candle smoke curls, skin glistens, every sound pulled tight and then released.