Thorough pussy cleaning

Laraan never did anything halfway. When she decided to clean her hot pussy, her fingers went in deep, rubbing every slick fold until the skin shone. But Kissy stepped in, took one look between those spread thighs and said, 'This pussy needs some deeper cleaning, Laraan.' She was not talking about soap. Kissy slid three fingers inside, then four, then the whole hand disappeared past the knuckles with a wet, greedy sound. Laraan gasped, hips jerking, knees falling wider while the fist moved in slick, deliberate strokes that made her cunt swallow the wrist. Thorough work, messy, loud, dripping. The choice was simple: let her clean or let her fist.