Might as Well Try It !

Linda figured she'd try it because her friends swore by the place. Riley guided her to the table, strong hands gliding over slick skin. She worked the shoulders first, then lower, pressing deep along the back of Linda's oiled thighs. When Linda opened her legs wider, Riley's fingers caught the soft lips and parted them with each slow stroke. The camera caught the flush spreading there, the faint glisten between her folds. Linda turned over, cheeks hot when her breasts came into view. Riley didn’t hesitate—her palms slid over the tender flesh, thumbs sweeping across stiffening nipples. She leaned in, lips closing around one, then the other, sucking until Linda’s back arched off the table. A wet kiss trailed down her belly and the breath caught in Linda’s throat. Riley’s mouth replaced her fingers. Tongue dragged lazy circles, slipped inside, flicked against the clit until Linda’s thighs trembled. Riley never let up, licking and sucking until Linda came hard, fingers buried in the red-brown curls at Riley’s temple. Afterward they traded places, trading breath and moans until both women were spent and shining under the low lights.