Fisting Friday: Rawboned Lezzies
Two lithe lesbians, their bodies taut with muscle, find themselves alone and eager. They lock eyes, a silent agreement passing between them. One, her skin pale as moonlight, begins to slowly trace the curves of her companion's body, fingers dipping into the hollow of her hip, grazing the soft flesh of her breast. The second woman, her form lean and hungry, responds in kind, her hands roaming over the first's body, pausing to tease her hardened nipples. They move to the bed, their hands never stopping, exploring, caressing. As they lie down, one woman spreads her companion's legs, her fingers finding the wet heat of her core. She begins to stroke, her touch firm and confident, building a rhythm that makes the other woman gasp and moan. As she feels her lover's body tense, she slips a second, then a third finger inside, stretching her, filling her, fisting her until they both cry out in release.