Lena's 1st Lesbian Anal

Lena lay stomach-down, her massive curves spread across the sheets, cheeks parted as Ivy’s tongue worked deeper than any man ever had. The rim flexed, yielding to each slow lap until Ivy had her opened enough for fingers—then the thick strap slowly pressing inside. Every ridge stretched her on the way in; she bit the pillow, breath caught between moan and laugh. Ivy held her open, hips rolling with deliberate patience while Lena’s own heavy breasts flattened under her, nipples scraping cotton with each thrust. Ivy’s wrist flicked, driving the toy past the last ring of muscle, and Lena felt full, dangerously so—then Ivy reached beneath her, slipping two fingers into her dripping cunt and curling. The sudden DP jolted through Lena, every muscle fluttering. She clawed the sheets, vision tunneling, pressure swelling hot and white behind her clit until it burst. Her asshole clamped tight around the silicone, cum dripping onto Ivy’s knuckles in short, wet spurts. Ivy gave her no reprieve, only switched rhythm: short jabs deep inside while she tongued the stretched ring each time the toy pulled back, savoring the gape. Lena’s second peak hit harder—her body jolted, anal walls squeezing so violently Ivy grunted with the effort of staying buried. Lena shook, sobbed, sprayed the sheets a second time, a string of soft curses spilling out as pleasure tore through her in relentless waves. Ivy kissed the small of her back, slick with sweat, and left the toy seated while she climbed up to cradle her trembling partner. The first time left Lena limp, shining, newly opened in every sense.