The sight of Somer's tears stirs something within Samanta, a primal urge to console her friend in the most intimate way possible. She guides Somer's hand to her breast, teaching her the rhythm of pleasure. Soon, they're entwined on the bed, Somer's slender thighs wrapped around Samanta's waist as they rub their wet pussies together, their moans echoing in the small room. Their pace quickens, their bodies slick with sweat and desire, until they both find release in each other's arms.