Bad Girls #2: Strip Search - Part 4

Lene and her friends followed the guards into the shower block, where steam already clung to the tiled walls. They stripped without ceremony, skin slicking under the hot spray. Naked bodies brushed, nipples tightening as soap passed from hand to hand, water pouring over shoulders and down between thighs. A quiet giggle turned into a shared look. Fingers began to wander—slow circles on a breast here, a hand sliding between parted legs there. One woman pressed another against the damp wall, sinking to her knees, tongue flicking between wet folds while water streamed over her face. Moans mixed with the hiss of the showers. Lene arched into an eager mouth at her own breast, reaching down to grasp another woman by the hips and pull her close. Hands moved freely, stroking, parting, entering, the air thick with the sound of gasping breath and the slap of skin meeting skin. They took their time, hips rolling, bodies flushed and trembling, until the guard’s call finally cut through the heat and forced them apart.