The Ballet Dancer

When her usual masseuse couldn't come, Darcie Dolce gets Cassidy Klein instead. She points out the tight spots, then peels off her grey leotard but keeps the leg warmers on. Cassidy slicks oil across Darcie's back and works deep into the tired muscles. The towel comes off; Cassidy's hands sink straight into bare glutes. She asks Darcie to roll onto her back and rubs oil-slick thighs, edging closer to her cunt. Darcie reminds her the focus belongs on back and ass, so Cassidy offers a quick apology. Darcie sits up, defensive, and Cassidy climbs onto the table, pressing shoulders and chest until Darcie's guard drops. When Cassidy cups her heavy breasts, Darcie pulls back. She hadn't expected that from any masseuse. Cassidy refuses to retreat; she drops lower, forces her tongue between Darcie's thighs. Darcie tries to push her off, mentions her boyfriend pays for the appointments, but Cassidy keeps licking until she comes. Only then does Cassidy strip. Convinced now, Darcie kneels between Cassidy's legs and tongues her greedily. After Cassidy finishes, they scissor together, slick folds rubbing in urgent rhythm. Darcie rides hard until both women shudder. One last slow twirl of her tongue and Darcie drags another climax from Cassidy. Then Cassidy's mouth works on Darcie's pussy again, leaving the two women thoroughly acquainted.