Sensual Lesbian Daydreams

Syenite and Cadence stretch on the mat, bodies folding and reaching. Syenite’s mind drifts. She pictures Cadence above her, black hair falling like a curtain, wrists bound tight, a thick dildo pushing deep. Cadence’s own thoughts run the same track, only the roles flip. She sees Syenite’s blonde hair brushing her face, strong hands roping her arms back, the same toy driving in. Neither woman moves. The air thickens. Each waits for the other to break the spell and take what they both crave.