Lesbian Seductions #02 - Remastered

Mysti does not feel well. Teresa kneads the tension from her neck, her shoulders, the small of her back, and the silk nightgown slips to the floor. Fingers find the warm curves underneath, coaxing heat back into Mysti’s limbs until the air thickens. Mysti returns the kindness by tasting her. She traces a wet path down Teresa’s stomach, replacing every press of fingers with the slow sweep of her tongue, until they both forget how the evening began.