You wash my back I wash yours

Sophia's eyes fluttered open, and she gazed up at Joanna, her pupils still dilated with pleasure. "Mmm..." she whispered, her voice husky as she sank to her knees **** to give Joanna pleasure.

Sophia sank to her knees, Joanna's eyes never left hers, her gaze burning with a mixture of desire and admiration. Sophia's hands instinctively reached up to grasp Joanna's hips, her fingers digging gently into the soft flesh as she pulled her closer. The water from the showerhead continued to cascade down around them, creating a misty veil that surrounded their entwined bodies. Joanna's hands reflexively went to Sophia's hair, her fingers tangling in the wet strands as she guided Sophia's head towards her waiting pussy.

Sophia's eyes fluttered closed, and her tongue darted out, tracing the outer lips of Joanna's vulva with a gentle caress. Joanna had experience Sophia's tongue earlier that day but nothing prepared her for the onslaught that Sophia unleashed on her pussy this time.

Sophia's tongue continued to explore Joanna's pussy, her movements slow and deliberate as she savored the taste of her lover's arousal. Joanna's fingers tightened in Sophia's hair, her grip firm as she urged her on. The water from the showerhead cascaded down around them, creating a sensual, wet environment that only heightened the pleasure they were both experiencing.

Joanna's breath hitched as Sophia's tongue found her clit, her body trembling with the **** of the sensation as she used her fingers to help tease and please every bit of Joanna's body she could reach.

Sophia's tongue continued to dance around Joanna's clit, her movements growing more confident and insistent as she felt Joanna's body tremble with pleasure. Joanna's fingers tightened in Sophia's hair, her grip almost painful as she urged her on, **** for release. The water from the showerhead continued to cascade down around them, creating a sensual, wet environment that only heightened the pleasure they were both experiencing.

Joanna's breath caught in her throat as Sophia's tongue found the perfect spot, her body tensing as she felt the familiar sensation of an orgasm building within her. "Oh god, Sophia...oh my, god!" she sang out, her voice echoing in the steamy confines of the shower. Sophia's tongue continued to dance around Joanna's clit, her movements growing more confident and insistent as she felt Joanna's body tremble with pleasure.

Joanna's fingers tightened in Sophia's hair, her grip almost painful as she urged her on, **** for release. The water from the showerhead continued to cascade down around them, creating a sensual, wet environment that only heightened the pleasure they were both experiencing.

Suddenly, Joanna's body tensed, her back arching as she felt the waves of pleasure wash over her as she came all over Sophia's face.

As Joanna's body trembled with the **** of her orgasm, Sophia's tongue continued to move in slow, deliberate circles around her clit, drawing out every last wave of pleasure. Joanna's fingers tightened in Sophia's hair, her grip firm as she rode out the aftershocks of her climax.

Finally, Joanna's body went limp, and she sunk to the shower floor where her lips met Sophia's and the lovers entangled their bodies under the water as Joanna tasted herself in Sophia's mouth as they continued to lie their together before finally drying each other and heading back to the changing room so they could get dressed.

Neither one of them could refrain from admiring the gorgeous body of the other as they were both getting dressed, their eyes roving over each other's curves and contours as they slipped into their clothes. Joanna's gaze lingered on Sophia's pussy, still swollen from their earlier passion, and she felt a pang of desire as she also remembered the way Sophia's nipples had hardened beneath her touch.

Sophia, meanwhile, was captivated by the sight of Joanna's ass, toned from years of yoga practice, as she slid into very tiny frayed jean shorts that were seeming held together by threads. She couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the way Joanna's body seemed to glow with a warm, golden light, as if infused with an inner radiance that was both captivating and intimidating. Sophia's fingers traced the line of Joanna's ass over hershorts, drawing an involuntary gasp from Joanna as she fought to suppress the urge to moan.

Joanna, smiled at Sophia's gaze, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're thinking about it again, aren't you? You're a wicked, wicked woman, Sophia," Joanna said with a laugh, her voice husky as she leaned in to kiss Sophia's neck.

Sophia's own arousal was evident as she let out a low moan, her pupils dilated with lust as she felt Joanna's hands brush against her pussy through the thin material of of her tiny black yoga shorts.