Madison teaches Nikki a fistful

Nikki craved fresh edges in her bed. Madison's voice stayed calm as she worked two fingers inside, then three, stretching Nikki open with patient insistence. The heat came first. Then the press. When Madison's knuckles slipped past that ring of muscle, Nikki's breath caught sharp in her throat. Her cunt clamped, fluttered, then gave. Wrist-deep, Madison stayed still while Nikki learned the weight of a whole hand inside her. It felt thick, obscene, almost too much, but the fullness locked every thought in place. Nikki's hips rolled on instinct, chasing that dense press. She decided right then she'd buy lube on the way home and try it again with the lights off, just to feel that same slow invasion on her own terms.