Cuddle Therapy

Sarah Arabic books cuddle therapy to shake off a brutal week, but things flip fast once she climbs into Scarlette Moon’s bed. The first minutes are stiff and clunky—elbow here, knee there—until Sarah softens into the warmth. Her big, natural tits press against Scarlette, and every little shift makes her nipples tighten. Soon her thighs drift a little too high, her hips roll a little too close, and she realizes her pussy is slick and throbbing. Mortified, she starts to pull away, but Scarlette just laughs low and warm. “It’s okay,” she murmurs. “I don’t normally offer this, but you’re shaking.” Clothes hit the floor. They slide into a lazy sixty-nine, tongues flicking and fingers sinking deep. Sarah moans into Scarlette’s cunt while two skilled fingers curl inside her, hitting every tender spot. Scarlette’s tits bounce as she rocks her hips, and the room fills with wet sounds and needy gasps until both women come hard, every bit of tension finally gone.