Super Hot Therapist Fucks Young Couple

Cory came for some routine couples therapy and ended up watching his girlfriend climb into the therapist's lap like it was her birthright. Amber ditched the polite distance the second she saw the gray in the woman's hair and a skirt that meant business. Her voice dropped into this little-girl register that would've earned her an Oscar and her thighs were up over that hemline before anyone could say professional boundary. Cory just sat there with his jaw halfway to the carpet. The things coming out of his girlfriend's mouth sounded like they belonged to some star of a dirty step-mom reel, and the therapist's hand slid right into Amber's open blouse without a single pause. Tits out under fluorescent light, Amber whimpered and ground down slow like it was her full-time job, riding the older woman's fingers while the therapist kept a calm voice and her other hand steady on her notes. Every squirm looked rehearsed. Every moan like she was testing the mic. Amber never looked once at the man she'd dragged here to fix things, but she sure made eye contact when she called the woman Mommy and begged like she was asking to stay up past bedtime. The couch took it all—bare knees, ruined stockings, the slick sound of a girl who'd dropped every pretense because her secret kinks refused to wait one more session. Cory finally croaked something that sounded like a question, and Amber just giggled like he wasn't even in the room anymore.