SexArt Update - Ritual #02

Stacy Cruz lies back, oil sliding down her breasts like warm honey. Shrima Malati works her hands slowly, fingers pinching Stacy's hard nipples until they jut out stiff. Oil drips from one breast to the next, catching the light. Shrima moves lower, parting Stacy's smooth, glistening slit and pressing two fingers inside. Stacy gasps, hips twitching up to meet each deliberate stroke. They kiss hard. Shrima rubs slow circles around the swollen clit, then climbs onto the table, knees spread wide. Her ass rises high as she leans forward and works one slick finger deep, then another, until Stacy is shaking. Stacy squeezes her own tits, eyes half-lidded with heat. Shrima’s tongue finds the same spot her fingers left, licking while she pushes three fingers inside. Stacy's thighs clamp tight. Her moan turns ragged when she comes, back arching hard off the bench. Now Shrima swings a leg over Stacy's face, settling her soaked pussy over waiting lips. Stacy licks up and into her. Shrima grinds down, breath stuttering, eyes lost, until the tension breaks and her thighs quiver through the peak. She rolls onto the couch. Stacy pours more oil, glossy streams crossing perky breasts and parting folds. Two fingers slide in. Stacy curls them gently, pulling wet, sucking sounds from each slow thrust. She spreads Shrima wider with both hands, exposing pink inside, then seals her mouth over the clit. Tongue flicking fast now, she pushes deep and curls upward. Shrima’s hands fist in the sheet. She breaks louder than before, hips jerking, voice cracking, coming in short, shaking waves.