My Sisters Best Friend

Crysteen Cancino, Vicki Chase's ride-or-die bestie, woke up with killer back pain that screamed for the ultimate rubdown. She stripped down bare, sprawled out on the table, and handed the reins to Vicki to own every inch of her body. Vicki's hands got right to work, kneading those perky breasts, squeezing that tight ass, and teasing between her thighs until Crysteen's pussy dripped wet and she was squirming with heat. Then Vicki dove in, flicking her tongue over that swollen clit, sliding it up and down slow and steady, melting away every last knot of tension. But hey, fair's fair—Vicki peeled off her own clothes, and Crysteen returned the favor, lapping away with her tongue like a pro, turning the tables with a wicked grin.