Body Language - Part 2

Janine squeezed her thigh. Nikki Tyler’s pussy waited under her. Janine guided the thick dildo between slick lips and pushed until the crown spread her open. Nikki grunted. Another inch sank home; another gasp slipped out. Janine held the base steady and rocked her wrist until every vein rubbed the spot that made Nikki’s toes curl. Sweat collected in the small of her back. The bed creaked every time she shoved the toy deeper, deeper. Nikki’s hand gripped the headboard, knuckles white. One more hard thrust, hips lifted, walls pulsing. Janine felt it, the hungry squeeze, and kept driving until the second wave rolled through her.