Teaching Vanessa

Paula Shy slicked her hands with lube and spread it across her fingers. She and Vanessa kissed first, soft presses of mouths, then sharper, hungrier bites. Paula broke away, eyes on Vanessa's thighs. She slipped two fingers inside first, found the give of warm skin, then pressed deeper until knuckles slid past the opening. Vanessa opened around her, soft gasps punctuating every half-inch Paula gained. The fist filled her—broad, insistent—pressing against every nerve inside her cunt. Paula twisted her wrist slowly, flexing her hand, guiding the pressure exactly where it made Vanessa shake and beg for more.