Standing looking deep into each other eyes both breathing gently recovering from their climaxes.
"We need to clean up," Julie whispers.
Nancy nods, her thighs sticky with her hot nectar, a warm glow flowing through her body. Beaming she turns and opens the door. A cavernous room laid with deep pile scarlet carpet, soft lighting, and a large double bed made up with cream cotton sheets. A glass door opening into a large marble tiled wet room with a shower, sink, and toilet.
Holding each other's hands, they amble in, Julie dropping her overnight bag against the wall. Nancy nudges the door shut with a push from her bum.
"Fate is smiling on us today," Julie purrs.
"You arrived at the right moment, but I don't even know your name?" Nancy whispers.
"How rude of me, I am Julie."
Nancy turns facing Julie, tilting her head her long auburn hair cascading over her shoulders, blouse gaping wide, breasts cradled in the small black lacy cups.
"Shower together then?" Nancy mummers a dreamy look in her eyes.
"Yes, but first we need to undress," Julie simpers.
Slowly Julie unbuttons Nancy's blouse. Drawing a deep breath as she exposes her delicate Dream Angels Wicked unlined balconette black lacy bra supporting the perfectly formed 34 b breasts, nipples pressing through the gossamer fabric. Julie looking lustfully into Nancy's eyes.
"Love your bra, Victoria Secrets I hope with matching knickers?" Julie pants.
Grinning Nancy whispers, "For you to discover Julie."
Julie sighs, a warm wave surging through her tired body. Easing her fingers into the waistband of Nancy's skirt and pushing it off her hips, eyes fixed so intently. Nancy pouts leaning into Julie. Their heat and scent overpowering.
Julie glances down, biting her lip at the sight before her. Flat toned tummy cover in soft pale hair giving way to black satin Dream Angel knickers drawn tight against Nancy's mons, a whisper of soft fuzz poking out of the fabric.
Julie purrs, "Nancy you are perfect."
"Feast on my perfection Julie," Nancy moans.
Nancy closes her eyes her body on fire again aching for Julie.
Nancy slides her fingers through Julie's hair. Pulling her close, their lips meeting tenderly. Nancy's lips open ready to receive Julie's tongue. No further invitation is needed as Julie obliges, slipping her warm moist tongue into Nancy's mouth. Their tongues slowly dance together.
Breaking the kiss Nancy, the fever gripping her tears Julie's blouse open.
Julies gasps, "What have I released."
Nancy's eyes wild with lust seeing the white Triumph bra cradling Julies 32 c orbs. Gently pull down the shoulder straps, the cups falling off exposing the pink flesh and pert brown nipples.
