Tight Little Pussy

Rachel Evans wants more. A new girl waits on the bed—Sandra Bell, all golden hair and trembling legs. They skip the talk. Clothes hit the floor and Sandra cups the heavy swing of Rachel’s tits, squeezing, almost weighing them in her palms. Rachel turns her, bends her, and drags two fingers over the wet seam of Sandra’s cunt, thumb catching on every fold. Spit follows, warm and sudden. Two fingers sink in, testing, easing the give. Sandra breathes open and Rachel wants room, not just touch. She lays her on her side, presses cool kitchen tongs into the slick heat to stretch her wider while Sandra’s red nails flash across her own clit, getting everything slicker. Rachel’s own hunger spikes. She pushes a thick black cock past Sandra’s lips first, then works the same length into that greedy cunt, slow, inch by deliberate inch. When Sandra has licked it clean, Rachel trades silicone for skin again. Two fingers first, then the full hand, palm disappearing as Sandra’s back arches. Position changes. Sandra ends up flat, legs wide, rubbing hard while Rachel’s fist fucks her deep, knuckles working a steady, relentless rhythm inside.