Body To Body 2

Each drop of oil leaves Katy wanting the next. Leanne kneads her body slow, letting the oil sink in, driving her toward a single intention: to draw out every possible shiver. When Leanne lowers herself, her breasts sweep across Katy’s back, warm and heavy, their slicked skin gliding with easy friction. The contact travels downward, taking the same oil with it, gliding over the tight rise of her ass. Each inch feels claimed twice—once by the press of flesh and again by the oil that follows.