Teaching Madison Parker

Madison craved something bigger than the red dildo between her legs. She had no idea how badly until the moment Chanel knocked and walked straight in. Two women, one shared desire. Chanel took the dildo out and studied the empty space it left. She spat on her fingers, lined up her knuckles, and eased her whole hand inside. Madison’s breath hitched, lips parted. Chanel pushed deeper, made a fist, then opened it again just to watch the pink walls cling to her wrist. A soft, wet sound filled the room every time Chanel withdrew. Each thrust opened Madison wider. When Chanel spread two fingers inside the dripping cunt to show the tender stretch, Madison’s thighs trembled and a thread of slick ran down to the sheets. Both women kept their eyes on the same impossible place: how much could fit. How much Madison could take.