The air is thick with anticipation as Scarlet Banks lies back, her eyes locked with Sara's. Sara, armed with a razor, begins the intimate task of denuding Scarlet's pussy. The soft scrape of metal on skin sends shivers down Scarlet's spine. Sara's touch is reverent, each stroke of the razor revealing more of Scarlet's pink flesh. Once bare, Sara leans in, her breath hot on Scarlet's now sensitive skin. She traces Scarlet's lips with her tongue, eliciting a soft gasp. Sara smiles, her fingers taking up the rhythm, plunging into Scarlet's wetness, fucking her slowly, building a rhythm that has Scarlet writhing and moaning.