So Wet Beside Her 1

Sex hangs thick around them. They stretch out in the bath and Tina cups warm water between her hands, letting it spill over Timea's breasts. Drops trace the curve of each nipple, slow and deliberate. Tina's hands follow, palms sliding over wet skin until they find the soft weight beneath. Timea arches into the touch. Steam curls against their throats while Tina's fingers move lower, circling one taut peak before pinching gently. A small sound slips from Timea's mouth. Tina leans in, tongue flicking the same spot the water just touched, tasting salt and heat and the faint scent of her own body. She stays there, mouth open, breath warming the flushed skin while her hand drifts between Timea's thighs and finds her already slick.