A park

The city was dark as late evening turned to night, the two girls walked through the finer parts of town, and entered one of the lush parks where the finer members of Gordor socialized during daytime.
Faith led the way to a pond in a clearing, and undid her top, freeing her perfectly shaped orbs.
“Fancy a swim?” She asked Thyra as she dropped her satchel to the ground and then removed her boots. Finally, she bent forwards, shooting her ass back towards Thyra as she slid her skirt down her legs, stepping out of the flimsy silk garment.
Thyra followed Faith’s lead and unceremoniously disrobed, so that she soon was naked too, and then they ran into the clear, cool water.
The water felt blissful as it embraced their bodies, and for a few minutes, the two nubile women swam through the pond, talking and laughing.
Eventually, Thyra placed herself on a stone standing up over the surface.
Faith looked at her newfound lover who sat there, her skin wet and shiny as drops of water ran down over her body, her golden hair soaked and plastered to her head and shoulders.
Thyra smiled and spread her legs, offering Faith her drenched mound.
Smiling, Faith waded through the water towards Thyra.