Sexy snooker

Wanna play a game? Black Diamond asked. Larissa blushed but did not back away. She simply nodded once, then took her seat at the board. When the last tile fell, Larissa leaned forward with a quiet, knowing smile and claimed her prize. The defeated woman slipped off her blouse without a word. Her breasts rose and fell, nipples already stiff under the cool air. She stood, hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her skirt, and let the silk slide down her thighs. When she reached for her panties, Larissa caught her wrist. Not yet. First, the winner wanted a closer look. The loser turned slowly, let Larissa run two fingers down the damp seam of cotton, then heard the single whispered order: open. She parted her thighs. Only then did the panties come off. Black Diamond watched everything, one brow lifted, while Larissa traced the swollen folds with deliberate patience, taking her time before tasting what surrender tasted like tonight.