Carmen added two lines of oil down Erica's back. Robert held on until drops took steps to tumble to the towel before he began spreading it out. The muscles that brought the gymnast through her cartwheels and reverse flips undulated and sparkled under the tricky fluid.

It sure would be fun watching the upsetting quads doing their schedules, exposed and oiled.

“Mm, not terrible, but it'll take much more than that,” Erica said.

“Just wait, your undies will be doused,” Carmen said.

“Ooh, I'm not wearing any.”

Robert had looked at Erica's undies countless times, and she had unmitigatedly streaked her pussy the day he made out with Carmen in...