Cheering Up Her Lady

Adelle Sabelle has a body that stops you. She stands in the bathroom light, the air warm from the bath water already steaming up the mirrors. Soft lines, full hips, smooth skin taut across her belly—she moves slowly, deliberately. She's doing this for Adela A, and she wants that clear. Adelle pulls off her robe. Nothing underneath. Her tits hang free, nipples already drawn tight from the cool air and anticipation. She touches her own waist, sliding her hand down between her thighs. Her fingers part her pussy lips, show the wet shine there. She leans against the counter, legs spread, making sure every curve is on display. Adela watches from the doorway. Her eyes lock on the swollen clit peeking between Adelle's fingers, the way her lips glisten. She steps closer. She's already wet herself. The scent of both of them mingles with the steam. Adelle turns, bending over the edge of the tub. Her ass lifts, cheeks spread just enough to give Adela a clear view of everything. Her asshole, her cunt—pink, slick, open and ready. She looks over her shoulder. "Come here." They don't speak much after that. Adela drops to her knees, tongue out, licking straight up Adelle's slit. The wet sound fills the room. Adelle moans, pushing back into the tongue, hips rocking slow. Adela's fingers slip inside her, curling, stroking that spot that makes her shudder. Her other hand reaches around to rub Adelle's clit in tight circles. The water in the tub keeps steaming. They're both breathing hard, skin flushed. Adela's face is slick now, mouth buried between Adelle's legs. She sucks on her folds, tongue pushing in, then down to taste her ass. Adelle gasps, reaches back to spread herself wider for more. The two of them grind against each other, hungry, fucking near the open bath until the sound of wet skin and moans fill the air completely.