Dancer's Spa Day

Lily Rader busts into the spa right before closing. Dolly Leigh grins and says she'll fit her in. Lily spills she's an exotic dancer and her ass, legs, and feet are killing her. Dolly nods, adds they should lose the shoes and stockings. They tug everything off in record time, eyes locked. Dolly's fingers keep brushing Lily's bare skin a beat too long. She rubs warm oil into Lily's soles and calves, working every knot until Lily moans. Then Dolly pops Lily's toes into her mouth. Lily blinks, half laughing, but the wet pull feels stupid-good. She slips off her panties, sniffs the damp crotch once, then tosses them. On her stomach, she offers her tight little ass, and Dolly kneads deep. When Dolly asks about the top half, she yanks Lily's top off before an answer. Her tongue circles one pink nipple. "Part of the massage?" Lily asks, voice shaky. Dolly answers by licking harder, then strips down fast. She spreads Lily open and tongues her cunt in long, hungry strokes. Lily stops questioning. Turns out this was the twist she didn't know she booked.