Hip Massage

Samantha shows up pissed about her hip. Says she tweaked it in hockey and the recruiter’s gonna be watching. The last thing she needs is to look like a disaster out there, or kiss her scholarship goodbye. She ditches the towel, spreads naked on the table, thighs wide open so Natalia can dig into the hip flexor. Pussy right out in the open. Natalia’s careful not to brush it, working her glutes and hamstrings from up on the table for better leverage. Tells her to stretch more. Samantha smirks, says she’d rather get to know her outside these walls. Natalia likes that idea. They keep it going a bit, Natalia’s hands working muscle she knows inside out. When she has her flip, Samantha grabs her leg, lifts it, shows exactly where it aches. Next thing she’s begging to have Natalia rub right beside her cunt. Close enough to feel the heat, safe enough not to get fired. Soon enough Samantha pulls Natalia’s oily fingers down for the real thing. Moaning, flushed, hips twitching every time Natalia brushes that little clit. She caves, stroking up the slick lips, pressing harder. Samantha cums just from the edge of it. She won’t leave without settling the score. Kisses Natalia, gets refused at first, tells her she’s grown and knows damn well what she wants. Natalia peels off her bra, steps out of the tight pants. Samantha latches on to her tits, then gets her spread and works tongue and fingers till she’s dripping and shaking. Slides her fist in. Natalia starts to lose it. When she begs to taste pussy, Samantha climbs up and rides her face till she squirts down her throat. They keep at each other: Samantha bending her back, tongue in her ass, fingers on her nipples; Natalia arching up to grind with her until they both can’t breathe. The wet slap of skin, gasps, moans, thighs shaking hard.