Beautiful Affair

Caprice and Ivy know each other’s bodies like lovers should. They kiss slowly, hands sliding over warm skin, mouths tasting, lingering. Caprice’s fingers find the lace between Ivy’s thighs and ease it down. The panties catch at her knees and slip off. Ivy arches, inviting the attention she wants. She spreads, and Caprice’s tongue meets her—slow, sure, exact. The tension builds without hurry, every stroke deliberate. Ivy breathes harder, thighs tightening around Caprice’s head. Her climax hits sudden and perfect, hips lifting, voice caught on a gasp. She takes her time coming down, and Caprice never stops touching her.