Fear of Touch

Jayme Langford's shrink figures the fix for her touch phobia is a no-holds-barred massage. Enter Karlie Montana, the pro who swears she'll go easy and keep things cozy. Karlie steps out so Jayme can strip down solo, but damn, she sneaks a peek from the doorway—unseen, of course, catching that nervous vibe. Back in action, Karlie coos to calm her jittery client, but Jayme's stuck in freak-out mode, letting out a sharp scream of pure angst. Undeterred, Karlie dives in: she massages Jayme's feet, glides up those thighs, kneads that firm butt, and cups those boobs, all as a cocky pat on the back for Jayme's gutsy moves. Jayme spills it—she's never been touched, never kissed, never fucked, all thanks to this damn fear. Karlie grins, takes charge, spreads those thighs wide, and gives this untouched virgin her first taste of a girl-on-girl explosion. Jayme lets Karlie's fingers tease the outer lips of her pussy, building that fire deep in her core; she soaks through as her first lesbian climax hits like a freight train. Panting, Jayme pulls Karlie in for a hungry lip-lock, craving more of that wild rush. Next thing, Jayme's diving face-first into Karlie's slick folds for her debut at munching pussy, then they flip into a steamy 69, tongues and moans everywhere, shattering every last barrier Jayme's ever built.