Backstage of Leg affair

Two blondes sink into a velvet couch after the curtain falls. Their satin slips ride up as they stretch out, and soon long fingers trace the smooth skin from ankle to thigh. One girl curls her toes while the other presses her sole against a warm calf, massaging in slow circles. The touch deepens, heels brushing the swell of firm asses, and the room fills with soft sighs. Hands slip higher, parting soft flesh, until tongues replace fingers and each girl buries her mouth between the other’s legs. Bodies twist together on the couch, bare feet locked, toes curling in the air as they lick and moan without hurry, lost in the slick heat of each other.