The Essence Of Sex: Part Two

Essential oil hustler Casey Calvert's primping for the night when spa babe Eliza Jane rings her up. Wants a closer look at those steamy products. Casey's mid-stride out the door but flips her plans in a heartbeat—sale's a sale, right? She struts in, and Eliza hits her with a free massage offer. Casey strips down, feeling bold. Eliza slathers her with that slick essential oil, the one packing aphrodisiac punch. Casey eyes her, smirking. 'What's with the VIP treatment?' Eliza spills it straight: she's all about baring souls and easing aches, that's why she dove into masseuse life. Casey's breaths hitch under those teasing strokes. Damn, that oil's firing her up, heat pooling low. She sinks in, handing the reins to Eliza's expert touch. Then the masseuse dives tongue-first into Casey's ass crack, lapping away while fingers dance on her clit. Casey's pussy clenches and gushes, soaking the table. Eliza flips to all fours, ass high. Casey buries her face back there, tonguing that tight hole and slick folds till Eliza quivers and melts on her lips. Eliza climbs on, straddling Casey's face, grinding down on that eager lesbian tongue like it's her throne. They lock pussies tight, hips bucking in a wild grind—cumming hard together in a sweaty, slick frenzy.