The Tourist Guide

Rebeca walked into the parlor thinking she'd find someone to work the knots between her shoulder blades. Instead she met Briana, who brought her straight back to the tiled shower room and told her to strip. The request felt strange, more so when Briana started peeling off her own uniform. Rebeca shrugged and stepped under the spray. Warm water hit them both. Briana pressed close, sliding her slick breasts up Rebeca's spine, nipples dragging across wet skin. Heat flashed between Rebeca's legs. They moved to the bubbling Jacuzzi. Rebeca cupped Briana's breasts, thumbs circling stiff peaks while Briana sank lower, mouth finding Rebeca's cunt beneath the water. Need took over. They climbed out and onto the air mattress, bodies glistening. Rebeca arched and came hard—twice, three times—hips jerking, cries echoing off the walls.