Golden Fist

Victoria and Vinna sprawl across the orange couch, legs spread wide. Their pale skin catches the light as fingers disappear between folds, stretching each cunt open until the skin goes taut and shiny. Vinna watches Victoria first, eyes fixed on the hand sinking in, then takes her turn with fingers sinking past the knuckle. The blondes push deeper in turns until each wrist flexes and disappears, wetness slicking every inch of skin.