Violet Starr's 1st Lesbian Anal

Violet Starr has never done lesbian anal before tonight. Her curves press close to Karlee Grey's thicker body on the rumpled sheets while Karlee teases her tight ring with skilled, patient fingers. For a second she simply breathes, eyes closed, then nods. Karlee eases in. The stretch steals Violet’s voice, replaces it with a long, ragged moan. Moments later they lock legs, hips rocking at a steady angle until a deep quiver shakes through Violet and a clear wet rush coats Karlee’s wrist. Karlee pulls her own cheeks apart and dares Violet to return the favor; when the first curved toy disappears inside her, she grunts like someone struck, and her eyelids flutter. They keep at it—swapping tongue, thumb, and slow stroke—until both girls arch and come again, hard, loud, on each other’s tongues and digits in the low lamplight.