Kenzie's First Lesbian Anal

Kenzie sits knee-to-knee with Carter, still catching her breath after admitting she has never taken a woman in her ass. A slow kiss turns hungry fast. Carter’s tongue parts her lips while her fingers trail down the blonde’s back and slip between her cheeks. Kenzie moans into the kiss, hips pushing forward when Carter circles her tight rim with one slick fingertip. The gentle pressure becomes a slow push; the muscle yields, opening just enough for Carter to sink the first joint inside. Kenzie’s breath catches. Carter adds a second finger, stretching the heat, working the opening with measured twists until Kenzie’s legs start to shake. She reaches for the slim pink toy beside them, coats it with lube, and presses the tapered tip where her fingers just were. Inch by inch the toy disappears, Carter guiding every push and every pause while Kenzie’s clit swells against her free hand. The rhythm stays steady—long glides out, firmer glides in—until Kenzie’s body answers with small, hungry rolls. Carter watches every flicker across the blonde’s face, kissing her again, never rushing the next careful thrust.