The Tourist Guide

Rebeca hops over from Spain to the States, hunting for some fix on that nagging back pain. She stumbles into this massage spot, and boom—meets Briana, who hustles her straight to the back showers. 'Strip down,' Briana says, all casual. Rebeca side-eyes the whole deal, especially when Briana starts peeling off her own clothes too. What the hell, she thinks—might as well roll with it. They step into the steamy shower, water cascading everywhere. That's when Briana gets cheeky, pressing her full breasts and hard nipples right up against Rebeca's back, rubbing slow and teasing. Heat builds fast; Rebeca's already tingling down low. They slide over to the bubbling Jacuzzi, jets pounding like a heartbeat. Rebeca can't keep her hands off—grabs fistfuls of Briana's slick tits, squeezing as Briana dives in, tongue working magic on her pussy, lapping and sucking with expert flicks. It's too damn good to hold back. They scramble to the air mattress, bodies slapping wet and wild. Briana pins her down, fingers plunging deep while that mouth never quits. Rebeca loses it—orgasms crashing one after another, waves ripping through her like fireworks gone nuclear.