Julia looked up at Claire with a sly grin. “That you have but what about you-“ She suddenly stopped speaking as Claire’s fingers pushed inside her. Even two fingers seemed a lot for Julia and her tight sex clenched Claire’s fingers.
Not wanting Claire to miss her point, Jules continued to press up between the other girl’s legs with her thigh and shifted back and forth just enough to create a whisper of a sensation there.
No longer too worried about being the “proper massage client”, Julia’s hands moved up to lightly rub up and down Claire’s sides. One hand wandered up to cup Claire’s cheek as she looked up at her.
It was hard to play the role of the disconnected call girl because she felt a connection to Claire she had never felt before. “Yes,” she moaned encouragingly as Claire so expertly worked her fingers.