Teaching Liz

Angel-faced Liz again. She’s hungry now. Kissy steps close, curls her fingers, and works her fist past the pink, dripping lips until her knuckles disappear inside. Liz spreads wider. Her cunt swallows the hand with obscene ease, wet flesh gripping the wrist. She breathes through her teeth. The sounds come fast—slick, wet, immediate. You watch and you hear the pulse of every thrust. Kinky and beautiful, she’ll tell us about it later. For now the videos catch every flex, every pulse. Pix catch the shine on Kissy’s forearm.