Fist Me If You Dare!

Dominica Fox sinks between Mira Cuckold’s spread legs and runs her tongue straight through the wet slit. She tastes iron and salt and hot cunt. Her mouth seals over the swollen clit and she sucks until Mira lifts her hips off the bed. Two fingers slip inside, curling just right, and the muscle tightens around them like it wants more. Dominica feeds in the rest of the hand, thumb tucked, until the widest part of her knuckles stretches the hole open. She pushes and twists, and Mira takes every inch until the knuckles disappear inside. The fist rocks, slow and deliberate, wrist flexing, buried deep. Each small roll of the knuckles presses the inner walls and Mira shudders, thighs trembling against Dominica’s shoulders. A low, helpless sound leaks from her throat. Dominica leans closer, keeps her mouth on the tender button, sucking while the fist pulls back, then presses in again, steady and relentless, stretching the soaked channel to its limit.