Couldn't wait

Hot water bubbled around two women already lost in each other. Esmerelda straddled Blue Angel on the submerged bench, knees wide, hips rolling slow and greedy. Steam clung to their skin while their tongues slid deep and sloppy. Blue’s fingers slipped between Esmerelda’s legs, first two, then three, then four, stretching her open under the surface until the tendons in her wrist tensed with every thrust. Esmerelda’s breath caught sharp when the full width of Blue’s hand finally worked past the last tight ring and slid inside. Their bodies pressed flush, water sloshing over the rim with every knuckle-deep pump. Esmerelda reached down, found Blue slick and ready, and drove her own fist inside in one smooth, determined push. Their mouths stayed locked, swallowing each other’s low, broken moans, hips bucking in the same fierce rhythm, two women fucking straight through the heat like the world outside the tub no longer mattered.