The room is pitch black, but the air is thick with anticipation and the scent of aroused women. Karla, her heart racing, guides her fingers to Kim's warmth, feeling her way through the dark. Kim gasps as Karla's fingers press against her wetness, then slide inside, stretching her, filling her in ways she's never felt before. Karla's palm grinds against Kim's clit as she pistons her hand, fucking Kim with her fist, their bodies slick with sweat in the dimly lit room.