After sport massage

After the workout my muscles screamed. Jeannie offered to rub the soreness out, and I knew exactly where her hands were headed. She pulled my shorts aside and cupped my warm, slick pussy like she’d been thinking about it since we left the gym. Her fingers traced the swollen lips, then sank inside with one smooth push. I moaned, thighs shaking around her wrist. A second set of hands joined hers. Blonde hair brushed my cheek as the other girl leaned in, lips parting around my nipple while her slick fingers found my other hole. Two mouths on me. Two pairs of fingers working deep—Jeannie in my pussy, the newcomer pressing slow and steady into my ass. I felt myself stretch around both of them, every thrust meeting in the middle. They moved together, timing each stroke until I couldn’t tell whose fingers belonged where, only that my body was being filled from both ends at once. Jeannie kissed the inside of my knee and smiled against my skin like she’d known this was coming from the first rep.