Slippery Inspection

Sophia Grace hears the inspector will arrive in five minutes and darts through the spa, straightening towels and wiping surfaces. When Savana Styles appears, Sophia mentions the Nuru gel, but Savana snatches the bottle and scans the ingredients herself. Finding nothing amiss, she announces that a perfect score still isn’t guaranteed. Sophia knows her place is impeccable, so the hidden demand dawns on her like a lightbulb flicking on. Savana wants a free massage in exchange for that perfect mark. The bargain is simple, so Sophia strips. Together they step under the shower. Sophia’s hands glide over Savana’s voluptuous curves, water running in thick streams. Sophia says they can move on, yet Savana isn’t finished. She points to her own full, heavy breasts and insists Sophia missed spots. Then she guides Sophia’s fingers between her thighs and tells her they need wetting. Sophia wets them with water. Savana rolls her eyes, reminding Sophia that passing this inspection means following orders. Sophia kneels, parts Savana’s lips, and licks greedily. Savana grinds her wet cunt across Sophia’s face, soaking it. When they step out, Savana lies on the mat, legs spread. Once her body shines with oil, she tells Sophia to oil her deeper and finger her until she comes hard. Sophia delivers. The spa earns its flawless rating, the truth sealed between Savana’s thighs.