A Visitor From Australia

Thirteen hours on a plane left Mishaka wrecked. Sore, stiff, jet-lagged straight from Australia and in no mood to waste time. First stop: a massage that might actually do something about it. Chase’s hands know exactly where to go. Warm oil, firm strokes up Mishaka’s thighs, then deeper, sneaking past every polite boundary until Mishaka’s breathing changes. She pops the question—happy ending?—and Chase grins like she’s been waiting for it. Clothes hit the floor fast. Chase dives straight between Mishaka’s legs, tongue flicking her clit while one slick finger slides inside. Mishaka comes hard, whole body shaking. Then it’s Chase’s turn on top, pussy hovering over Mishaka’s mouth. They lick each other greedy and sloppy, hips grinding, until both girls finish loud and shaking. Best way to kick off a trip.