Sweathearts

Busty Sunny can’t follow a routine on her own, so she calls on cute Murka for help. Murka lines up the first move: squats that make Sunny’s heavy tits bounce with every drop. Sweat beads roll down her skin, darkening the thin cotton of her tank top. Murka keeps her count steady, and Sunny pushes until her thighs shake and her chest heaves. Murka tells her to drop to the mat for push-ups next. Sunny’s arms tremble, but her nipples stiffen, pressing hard through soaked fabric. Murka watches, eyes narrowing. She counts again, voice low and calm, guiding Sunny through the burn until her body glistens. When Sunny’s breath catches, Murka steps in. She presses the small of Sunny’s back to the floor and spreads her legs wide, then wider. Murka’s fingers glide between the soft, wet folds of Sunny’s pussy, easing inside with slow, measured strokes. Sunny moans, hips tilting. Murka curls her fingers, stretching the slick opening until Sunny gasps and clenches. Murka rolls Sunny onto all fours. She slides her thumb between the smooth cheeks of Sunny’s ass, circling the tight ring. Sunny pushes back, hungry. Murka answers, pressing two fingers past the ring, working them deep. Each steady thrust opens her further, the heat pouring off both bodies in the quiet room.