Softball Reunion

High-school friends on the same softball squad, Jada Stevens and Gabi Paltrova, finally cross paths again, and neither one’s kidding herself about what “catching up” might mean. Jada’s already late, bags on her arm, phone buzzing, but Gabi swears she can knock the day’s tension loose in record time. Relax first, schedule later. With cool oil and sure hands Gabi starts at the back of Jada’s thighs, thumbs digging into the twin knots just beneath the cheeks. Jada laughs—then groans—as the hard spots dissolve under pressure. Gabi smiles, knowing exactly when to press harder and when to let Jada melt. When those fingers finally slip between plump, slippery folds, Jada’s breath stutters; she thought she only needed a rub-down, but her body had other plans. The second surprise arrives wet and clever: Gabi’s tongue, gliding warm across Jada’s swollen clit in long, teasing strokes. Fingers and mouth work in perfect rhythm until every meeting Jada “absolutely” had to make is forgotten, traded for a languid grin and another roll of her hips. Softball jokes can wait—right now the only score they’re keeping is the one Gabi plans to break.