It's Stuck Again

Penny Pax arrived at Adriana Chechik's door on a friend's word. Recognition passed between them immediately. Then came Adriana's confession: something had vanished up her ass. Penny's eyes widened. She wasn't a doctor, after all. Adriana ignored the objection and tugged her inside. They sat on the edge of the bed. Penny felt trapped, cornered. Adrienne insisted: grease her fingers, reach inside, find the toy. One finger eased past the tight ring. Penny twisted, searching, finding nothing. Adriana urged deeper. Two fingers replaced one, then a third. Still nothing. Sweat slicked Penny's wrist while Adriana directed every move. Four fingers became a fist. Penny felt pulse after wet pulse around her hand. She finally withdrew, defeated. The toy remained, but Adriana shuddered with pleasure. She pulled Penny's wrist to her lips, licking the shine from it. "Now me," Adriana said, sinking behind Penny and tugging her pants low. Fingers coated in oil found Penny's own hole and worked inside. Slow at first, then decisive. Penny gasped, hips rocking forward into the insistent rhythm. Her moans filled the room as Adriana opened her properly, fucking her ass with the same hungry precision she'd demanded earlier.