Teaching Linda Ray

Kissy never liked taking orders, yet when she heard she'd finally get her hands on Linda Ray the corners of her mouth lifted. We positioned the blonde so the thrusting machine could keep her open and ready. Its slick dildo drove in steady strokes, pulling wet gasps from Linda’s throat. Kissy watched the lips stretch around thick silicone until her patience snapped; she pulled the machine away and sank her knuckles deep in one slow, certain push. Linda’s cunt clenched around every finger, a liquid sound filling the room with each curl of Kissy’s wrist. Deeper, slower, harder—Kissy twisted her hand inside the soaked heat, thumb grazing the swollen clit while Linda’s whole body shook. She came once with the fist lodged inside her, and Kissy kept working, savoring the slick, pulsing grip she’d dreamed about for months.