Training for Oil Wrestling [Eve & Raquel]

[thesteedman]

"Oh? Is that so is it?" Eve could not help but giggle out when Raquel was simply very forward about what was on her mind. For now she continued to massage over her bare stomach, letting her hands slide just a little lower than before as she gave Raquel a good squeeze with her legs, no doubt looking to try and force her to moan.

"Maybe such a thing was not on my mind at all. For all you know you could be jumping the gun a bit here." Eve teased, pressing up close behind Raquel, before she lightly nipped at her earlobe, whilst her hands began to slide over her abs in a slow, firmer and outright more sensual manner.

"Where is the fun in rushing anyway? Perhaps I like to beat around the bush a little." Eve whispered in a seductive manner, sliding one of her hands over Raquel's bikini clad chest whilst the other remained sensually massaging her midriff.
"And why do we need to shower and go to your room?... What is wrong with right here and right now?" Eve then added in a low alluring whisper, slipping a kiss upon Raquel's cheek.