Marie's fingers danced ever-so-lightly on Paige's hardened points. "I bet if I did this all day, you might die!" she whispered.

Paige looked at her over her shoulder, "You're killing me right now; but we don't have all morning; I wish we did!"

"Yeah, too bad! Okay..." Marie's hands moved down the sides of Paige's tits, over her rib cage and hips, and down to her pussy and ass. "We have to move a little faster, I guess." Her one soapy hand in front started massaging Paige's mons, and the one behind pushed between her cheeks and started rubbing her asshole.

"Ohhh, Myyy...Mmmm," Paige moaned, "you like touching my ass,...