Informal Massage Therapy (For Alexandra)

The cowgirl's eyes wandered over Angel's bust for a bit before she smiled back at Angel.
"Take it however you like sugar.." she drawled as she went over to the massage table, sitting on it, her nude rear sliding easily on the padded surface.

Angel smiled back at her again, moving past her towards a shelf, looking over the various massage oils there.

"Oh, don't worry chica, I plan on it..."

Deciding to lay down, Tiffany turned and stretched out on the table. Facing up towards the seeing, she watched in amusement as Angel looked over the oils.
"Do you know what you're doing, darlin?"

Angel looked back at Tiffany, grinning sheepishly. "Not a clue, babe...not a clue..."

Tiffany sat up, eyes on Angel as she smiled at the vixen.
"Then why don't you come over here and start on something you....might....have a clue about." she said, the sultry tilt in her voice making her words an invitation, but stressing the 'might' to add a challenge to her statement.

Angel turned back to her, stepping forward to slip onto the table beside her, scooting close to sit by Tiffany.

"Mm...might?" A light smirk crossed Angel's face at the challenging word. "And pray tell, chica, what might I have a clue about, hmm..?"

"Well, I don't know darlin, maybe you might know what to do when something like this happens."
With that, Tiffany stood up took a step over to stand in front of the sitting Angel and then bent over her, the cowgirl's face leaning close to kiss the Latina with an intensity that was almost aggressive, her lips pressing up against the tan woman's own...

Angel let out a soft coo as she felt Tiffany's warm lips press to her own. She began to kiss back up at her, her hands raising up to rest on the blonde's shoulders for a moment, before slipping down her back, going to gently pull her down onto the table with her.

The cowgirl pressed her body down on Angel's, their breasts pressing against each other. Her lips parted, her tongue emerging to lick Angel's lips lightly before seeking the Mexican woman's, moaning softly into the kiss.
One of her hands busied itself by roamed lightly up the Latina's hip to rest on Angel's left breast, squeezing it lightly.

Angel's eyes widened at the feeling of Tiffany's hand upon her ample, bare breast, moaning into her kiss as she felt the blonde's hand squeezing her. She kissed Tiffany back, letting her hands slide down the woman's back and come to rest upon her bare buttocks, giving them a firm squeeze in return with each hand, gripping them lightly afterwards as she stared up at Tiffany.