Liquid sensations

Sasha Rose and Faye Barts move into each other like two long bodies looking for warmth. Oil shines on Sasha’s pale skin first, Faye’s hands spreading it slowly over her ass and small breasts, fingers slipping along the curves until everything glistens. Faye leans back next and Sasha returns the favor, palms gliding over Faye’s firm cheeks, thumbs brushing under each breast until the skin is slick and hot. They drop to their knees, mouths busy, tongues tracing wet circles around clits and tight assholes, switching angles without pause. Sasha lies back, knees open. Faye kneels over her, streams of warm piss hitting Sasha’s ass cheeks, running down between them in thin rivulets that mix with the oil already there. Every lick, every squeeze, every splash sounds wetter than the last.