The Therapist - Volume 2: Episode 1

Silvia Saige leans back in her chair. Legs crossed. Eyes steady. She listens, then reaches over and pulls Alison Rey closer. Their mouths meet. Soft at first, then hungrier. Hands move under silk. Alison’s shirt slips off. Silvia’s fingers trace the swell of her breasts, thumbs brushing nipples until they stiffen. She takes one in her mouth, sucks slow, draws a moan from Alison that echoes off the walls. The blouse falls to the floor. Silvia spreads her on the couch, pushes two fingers deep inside. Alison arches. She’s wet already—slick, tight, gripping each thrust. Silvia curls her fingers, finds the spot that makes Alison curse under her breath. Slow circles, then faster. Alison grabs the cushion, hips rolling to meet every stroke. Silvia watches her face. Watches her come undone. A sharp gasp, thighs shaking, the first wave hitting hard. She doesn’t stop. Pulls Alison upright, guides her hand between her own legs. Lets her feel how soaked the therapist has gotten. They trade heat, one breath away from the next round, already planning the session after this.