Treating Ourselves

Ella Hollywood and Shiri Allwood ditch their kaftans by the resort pool, lounging around in skimpy swimsuits while they rub oil on each other's skin. Shiri booked a surprise masseuse named Christy Love who shows up hotter than either of them expected. The girls are convinced she's into pussy and start plotting how to find out. Christy starts the lesson with Ella, still in her suit, sprawled chest-down on the table with a bolster under her hips. She works Ella's back and shoulders while Shiri watches, then gives Shiri hands-on instruction—showing her how to knead, glide, press. "You've got a cute little butt," Christy says, and the comment lands with just enough heat that Shiri smirks. Once Shiri's up to speed, the tables flip. Shiri asks if she can drop her bikini bottom. Christy nods, telling her to get comfortable, so Shiri peels off and climbs onto the bolster, her soft cock swinging free and resting right in view. Christy guides Ella through deeper, slower strokes along Shiri's thighs and back, each pass slower and warmer than the last. The mood shifts—no more polite rubbing, just long, stroking hands and heavy breathing. Soon they swap: Ella strips, lays down naked, and her cock hangs on the bolster for Shiri and Christy to admire. Christy cracks last. She leans in, the three of them kiss hard and sloppy, tongues eager, and the whole vibe turns wild. Shiri and Ella take control, steering Christy through every boundary that was supposed to stay up.