I Learned From The Best

Jayden Cole sits on the massage table, kicking her heels against the side, when Liz Jordan strolls in and catches her off guard. Jayden squints. "Where's my regular girl?" Liz shoots back with a half-smile, "She had to bounce, so you're stuck with me." Jayden shrugs, peels everything off, and stretches out, skin catching the light. Liz warms a handful of oil between her palms and slides straight onto Jayden's back, slick and confident. Every stroke melts deeper, thumbs working out knots while fingertips skim ribs, the sides of her breasts, lower. Jayden’s breathing slows, a grin tugging at her mouth, impressed despite herself. Heat builds with every pass of Liz’s hands until the air feels thicker. Liz leans in, voice low and cocky: "Wanna see what else she taught me?"