Warmed By Love

Kenna James and Ella Reese stumble through the door, heels in hand, rain dripping off their dresses, tits squeezed into soaked fabric. One blonde, one curvy and inked, both cranky and shivering. They peel the wet clothes away piece by piece, towels gliding over goosebumped skin, laughter softening the cold. Soon fingers press into stiff shoulders, then slide lower, finding every ache and smoothing it out until the moans turn hungry. Bodies slide together, thighs parting, heat building fast. Blonde hair spills across inked curves as one girl settles over the other’s face, grinding slow and steady while the other answers with slick fingers and the steady rock of tribbing hips. Every wet glide and heavy breath pushes the last of the chill away.