Only One Bed

Jodie and Lola finally drag their asses into the hotel room and boom—one bed. She’s already bitching about her aching feet when the front desk says sorry, that’s all they’ve got. Lola’s too wiped to fight it. She shucks off everything except her bra and panties, drops on the mattress. Jodie sneaks a look or two; damn, his stepmom’s smoking. He offers a foot rub and she doesn’t say no. Lola purrs, then decides he deserves a treat too—she’ll rub his back. Her hands slide over all that tight muscle and her mood flips quick. Next thing, she’s fishing his hard dick out of his pajamas, both fists working him, eyes wide because he’s thick. She swings those smooth soles around his shaft and starts pumping with her feet, grinning at how it makes him throb. When she can’t stand it, she slides him into her warm mouth, takes him deep, then crawls on top and sinks down until every inch is buried in her soaked pussy. Jodie flips her, hammers her from behind, watching that perfect ass bounce with every slap. After he’s wrung a couple orgasms out of her, Lola drops to her knees, sticks out her tongue, and lets him paint her face so they can both crash happy and spent.