Satisfaction Session

Red headed Amarna Miller practically vibrates with need. Her eyes lock on Jayden Cole, all long limbs and cool insolence. She wants that body stripped, opened, taken. Fingertips graze Jayden’s calves. A slow drag of nails. Jayden exhales through her teeth. Then Amarna moves. Oil slick palms slide over tense muscle, work the knots until thighs quiver. Down Jayden’s spine the hands travel, memorizing each vertebra, until they cup the swell of ass. Pressure. Parting. Slick fingers slide deeper between cheeks. Breath hitches. The first long kiss snaps both of them into motion. Teeth clash, tongues push, wet heat answering wet heat. Jayden arches, presents, and Amarna’s hand dives lower. One finger, two, pressing, testing, fucking that dripping pussy until pulses of clear girl-cum spill over knuckles. They switch. Jayden’s index finger curls inside Amarna the same way, thumb rubbing her swollen clit, driving her to shake. Then tongues replace fingers. Amarna’s mouth seals over Jayden’s center, sucking, lapping, tongue-fucking every pink fold until Jayden’s thighs clamp and the room fills with one long broken moan. Swap again. Jayden returns the favor, nose buried, lips slick, dragging sharp sucks at Amarna’s clit until Amarna sobs against the sheets. Sweat soaks the table. Musky scent thickens. They grind together—clits sliding over thigh muscle—until the last jolts ripple and their breathing slows. Satisfied silence settles like smoke. For now.