Full Service Package

Zoe gets migraines that shoot pain down her neck. She booked a massage with Amber, hoping the woman could ease the tight knots at the base of her skull. When the door clicks shut and the towel slips away, Zoe tells Amber she always gets the full service. Amber doesn’t ask twice. Her hands glide lower, spread Zoe’s thighs, and her tongue slides straight between soft, wet lips. Zoe tastes clean and warm, and every slow lick makes her hips jerk. She comes hard, coating Amber’s tongue in thick, creamy heat. The girls trade places. Amber’s panties hit the floor, and their mouths meet in a greedy kiss before they drop into a perfect sixty-nine. Amber’s cunt is smooth, already glistening. Zoe parts her folds, slides two fingers inside, and sucks gently on her swollen clit. Amber moans into Zoe’s open pussy, driving two fingers deep while her tongue works fast. Their bodies lock together, rocking in rhythm. The wet sounds of fingers pushing in and out mix with low, broken whimpers. Suddenly Amber’s thighs clamp around Zoe’s head and Zoe’s walls pulse hard. They come together, loud and shaking, the room thick with sweat and sweet scent. When it’s over, Zoe’s neck pain is gone.