Teaching Karolina

Paula Shy knows the hunger never stops at girls. When Karolina Rose admitted she’d been wondering about a full hand inside her, Paula didn’t hesitate. She pulled Karolina onto the bed, stripped her bare, and pinned those legs open. Two fingers at first—smooth, wet, pressing in. Then three. Karolina’s breath caught. Paula watched her eyes, kept twisting, stretching, never rushing. Four fingers now, thumb tucked. She rocked her knuckles, felt the tight ring give way, felt it bloom open around her whole hand. Karolina clenched, gasped, then let it happen. The fist slid in deeper. Paula held still, letting her adjust to the thickness that filled her completely. Then she moved—just once, slow and sure. Karolina’s body answered, hips lifting to take it all.