The Bartender

Darcie Dolce's had it up to here with her boss riding her ass. She tells him to shove it, storms out, and wanders straight into an all-girl spa for a last-minute massage. Maddy O'Reilly clocks the curvy brunette the second she walks through the door and her brain starts humming with possibilities. She leads Darcie back, talks her out of those panties with a wink, then gets her face-down on the table. Oil-slick hands glide over bare shoulders and a knotted back. The more Maddy works, the lighter Darcie's mood gets. When Darcie rolls over, Maddy cups those full tits like they're the answer to everything. Fingers and thumbs roll over her nipples, then slide lower. Soon there's no oil left, just warm spit dripping between Darcie's thighs. She lifts her head, confused, until Maddy meets her eyes and drags a wet tongue right up her clit. The jolt of pleasure tells her exactly what kind of spa this is. Darcie groans, plants her palms on the table, and rides Maddy's mouth until she comes hard enough to forget the whole damn workday. Then she tugs Maddy onto the table and returns the favor, tasting her until Maddy's legs shake. They finish tangled together, hips grinding in long, slow tribbing that leaves both of them slick and grinning.