A Facial Focus

Kylie Le Beau's chilling on the couch when Ember Snow walks through the door fresh from the doctor. Her jaw's been killing her and now it's official—stress's the culprit. Doctor says a face massage should loosen her up. Problem is Ember finds the idea of some stranger's hands all over her face pretty weird. Kylie offers to handle it herself and Ember's all in. They head to the bedroom. Ember lies back. Kylie starts rubbing those tight spots—jawline, temples, cheeks. Her fingers move slow, deliberate. Then something shifts. Both of them feel it. Heat creeps in where the tension was. Ember's breath gets heavier. She's getting wet and doesn't bother hiding it. Without saying it outright, she tilts her hips, parts her legs, gives that little look that says keep going. Kylie smirks, gets the message. Hands slide down. She rubs lower, teasing Ember's breasts through her top, then slips underneath. Fingers on nipples. Ember moans, hips twitching. Kylie keeps touching—harder, filthier. She works Ember's jeans open, rubs her cunt through soaked panties, then slides them aside and sinks two fingers into her slick pussy. Ember bucks up, grinding into it. Kylie strips the rest off fast. They fuck without wasting time—tongues on clit, fingers deep, mouths everywhere. Messy, loud, and exactly what both of them needed. They grind, suck, fuck each other until the only tension left is the kind they wanted.