On the sunny side

I don't like to be alone, so when I decided to work on my tan, I called Ginger. She came over to enjoy the warm sunshine and my warm welcome. Her laugh cut through the quiet garden, bright and easy. I watched her stretch out on the lounge next to mine, her bare skin already catching the light. Our sunscreen covered hands smoothed along each other's backs and thighs, fingers sinking just enough to feel the give of flesh. She bent over to reach her calves and the line of her spine curved like an invitation. I slipped two fingers between her cheeks, spreading sunscreen over the soft skin of her opening. She pushed back against my hand, hungry for more. I worked one finger inside, then another, until her body clutched and pulled. Ginger rolled onto her back, legs falling open. I slid between them, mouth hot on her cunt, tongue flicking and circling her clit. Her hips rose to meet me. I kept licking, steady and greedy, tasting her until she came with a low, ragged cry and a clench of legs around my shoulders.