Caught Masturbating

Gina Valentina slams the phone down and fumes over her husband's cheating. Midnight, a knock. Darcie Dolce steps inside, towel and oils in hand. Gina is already on the sofa, fingers busy between her legs, wet sounds filling the room. She smiles, strips the last scrap of lingerie, and stretches out naked on the cushions. Oil glistens over smooth skin as Darcie works the backs of Gina's thighs. They talk softly—Gina’s rant, Darcie’s promise she isn’t like the girls her husband paid. The hands move lower, firm, careful. Gina asks to turn. On her back now, breasts shining, she guides Darcie to straddle her so the massage can reach deeper. Rough denim presses into bare flesh. Darcie peels the jeans off. Gina reaches up, bold and teasing, and Darcie pulls away, heading for the door. Gina drops to her knees, tugs the masseuse close, and buries her mouth between Darcie’s thighs. Darcie gasps, then surrenders, hips rolling while Gina licks her to a shaking climax. Darcie returns the favor, tongue flicking Gina’s swollen clit until Gina cries out and comes hard. Still hungry, Gina spreads Darcie’s legs and licks her again, then presses slick bodies together—tits to tits, cunts grinding—until both women lose themselves in the heat.