An Interview Gone Lesbian

Paris. Always putting hearts on fire and tongues in play. So when Lucky and Skin Diamond landed in a hotel room there, the kissing went French fast and deep. Bodies slick, heat climbing. She tasted his mouth while her hand wrapped around him, stroked until he throbbed hot against her palm. He pushed her thighs open, tongue sliding between her lips until she gasped his name and flooded his mouth. They rolled, switched, changed angles, came, and came again. Later, still naked and flushed, they stared at the empty crepe stand on the corner and knew they were already starving.