Club Night with Natasha and Anja

Natasha hadn't thought about it before she stepped into the pool but now that she was drenched in the sweet smelling paint like substance, glowing softly in the dim light of the room, she felt far warmer than she should have. Anja was incredibly hot of course and she never failed to raise Natasha's temperature but she just felt more sensitive to the blonde's touch and that she felt was the work of whatever they were wrestling in.

Anja appeared to be entranced with her breasts and for a time she was perfectly happy just laying there, watching as the woman drew ever more interesting patterns upon her breasts using her tongue and the paint that covered them both. It was a surreal moment and one she wasn't sure she wanted to end, but Natasha had been underneath Anja long enough and now she wanted to have some more fun of her own.

"So what Anja dear?" She asked with a teasing smile while sliding her hands free of Anja's grip, twisting her body to the side with a strong push from her arms to roll them over putting her on top for the first time. Her first course of action would be to try pinning Anja's wrists down by her head while she kissed her fiercely upon the lips, letting her tits, stomach, and womanhood grind against their counterparts.

Anja was kind of lost in her little pattern game and her tongue working the gorgeous body of the other girl, it was pretty easy for Natasha to free her hands from the grip of the Blonde and turn them over, so that she was now lying on her back in the gooey substance.
"Hey, not fair! You should stay down!"
She protested, giggling in the process while her legs flailed through the air until her hands were pinned into the substance and beside her head, her ability to fight and protest quickly quelled under the fiery kiss.
"...Mmhh..."
She moaned while her legs would cross behind the back of Natasha to gently rub up and down.