The New Girlfriend

Morgan Lee walks in on her boyfriend fucking Lyra Law and goes after her with a baseball bat. Of all people, Lyra turns up later at the spa to be her masseuse. With every other girl busy, Morgan lies down and lets her undo what happened earlier, one long stroke at a time. The oil warms on her calves, moves to her thighs, and lingers far too long between them. Morgan calls it out. Lyra keeps pressing, fingertips edging the crease where thigh meets cunt. A slow circle, another, until the touch drifts across wet lips. Morgan spreads her knees and lets it happen. Lyra’s tongue finds the same spot, laps in tight strokes until Morgan’s hips lift and her thighs shake. She pulls Lyra up, rolls her onto her back, and buries her face between spread legs. Both mouths open, hips roll, then they line up cunt to cunt, sliding and grinding until their voices crack and slickness coats their skin. When it’s over Morgan still tastes the anger on her tongue, but her body stays loose and warm against Lyra’s.