My Sugar Daddy

Victoria rolls in for a rub-down because her back’s acting up. Rayveness greets her—full, heavy tits, long brown hair—and asks how she’s paying. Victoria grins and says her sugar daddy’s got it covered. They head back to the room. Clothes come off fast. Victoria drops onto the table, face-down, and Rayveness starts gliding oil over every inch of that skinny frame. Soon those strong hands slide between Victoria’s legs, thumbs stroking the crease where thigh meets ass. Victoria stiffens, but Rayveness just laughs softly and tells her it’s part of the treatment. Victoria relaxes, thighs parting wider. Rayveness takes the hint, swings up onto the table, and lowers that slick, shaved cunt right over Victoria’s mouth. The girls lock into a sixty-nine, tongues busy, oil making everything slippery and loud. Victoria reaches back to finger Rayveness’s soaked pussy while her own gets licked clean. Pain? What pain. There’s nothing left in her head except tits, tongue, and the wet sound of two hungry mouths working overtime.