Locker Room Lust

Anita and Lucy stayed behind after their workout, the locker room quiet except for their breathing. Both of them were already slick with sweat, but they wanted more. They touched themselves, slow and greedy, until the heat between their legs matched the flush on their skin. Lucy snapped first. She dropped to her knees, tongue flat and hungry against Anita’s blonde folds. Anita leaned back on the bench, legs spread, letting Lucy taste every drop. When Lucy slipped two fingers inside, Anita’s thighs started to shake. She came with a low, shaky moan, soaking Lucy’s hand. The favor was returned almost at once. Anita pulled Lucy onto the bench, straddled her face, and rode her mouth until Lucy’s hips bucked up in time with her tongue. Then Lucy took control again—pushed Anita onto her back and sank her mouth onto that dripping pussy for one last, greedy round. Their bodies glistened, their breathing filled the room, and neither of them showed any sign of stopping.