Let's Get You Warmed Up

Sheena checks the clock, wondering where the fuck her next client is. Ailee bursts in dripping like a drowned rat, soggy clothes clinging everywhere. "Sorry," Ailee blurts, "got caught in the rain." Sheena's face softens instantly. "Girl, let's get you warm." Ailee peels the soaked shirt and jeans off, grabs a towel, and climbs onto the table naked. Sheena grabs the heating gel first, slicking it across Ailee's smooth back, then lines the hot stones along her spine, the backs of her thighs. Each stone sends another wave of heat through her. Sheena switches to moving them in slow circles, stroking over the curve of Ailee's ass, down the crack, finishing with little rolls that have Ailee biting the sheet. Tension bleeds out fast, replaced by something heavier, wetter. Sheena catches the shift, low voice friendly and cocky. "I offer a happy ending. Want it?" Ailee nods. Sheena works the stones aside, slips two fingers through slick lips, rubbing the swollen clit in lazy circles, then flips Ailee, palms kneading full tits, thumbs teasing hard nipples. The warm gel turns slippery under her touch. Finally Sheena leans down, drags her tongue flat along Ailee's slit, sucks the clit between soft lips, and strips her own uniform in one quick motion, bare tits and toned stomach revealed. "This will keep you plenty warm," she says with a grin, diving back between spread thighs.