My Yoga Friend

Cali's bending over showing off her ass while Gina just stares, mouth open, eating it up. Gina hops behind her when Cali says back-to-back, grin splitting her face as their asses mash together. Session over, Cali thanks her for the invite and Gina tells her to swing by whenever, promises she'll return the favor. Cali has zero clue what that even means until Gina spins her around and starts rubbing her shoulders. Gina points out how stiff Cali looks, offers a quick massage right there. Cali hesitates then peels off her clothes once Gina reminds her that girls are girls. Gina turns around, supposedly giving privacy, but sneaks a long look anyway, exactly what she wanted. She glides oil up and down Cali's legs and shoulders, slow and slick. Then she lifts the towel off Cali's ass and slides both palms between the cheeks, working the oil deep. Cali stiffens at first, then melts into the table as the feeling sinks in. By the time Gina asks her to roll over, Cali's dripping, so keyed up she quits pretending.