Road Queen #24

She drops her silk robe on the floor and stands there, skin bare and smooth, shaved clean between her legs. The brunette pulls the other woman close. Their mouths meet, slow at first, then deeper. Fingers trace the inked lines on bare hips and ribs. Hands slide lower, part slick folds, rub and press. The brunette gasps, body tightening. A wet rush spills out in hot pulses across the sheets.