In a swanky downtown LA bar, Ela Darling and Mischa Brooks were sipping their cocktails when their eyes locked. It was electric. They both knew what was about to happen.
As they left the bar, hands slid tentatively into each other's pockets. They strolled side by side down the street, the bustling city around them fading into the background. Their kiss was soft at first, but quickly deepened as they pushed against one another.
Mischa's hand trailed down Ela's back, stopping at her ass, which she groped eagerly. Ela moaned into the kiss, her own hands finding their way under Mischa's skirt. She felt the warm, wet heat of Mischa's pussy through her panties, and her own desire spiked.
They broke apart for air, pant ing heavily.
