Teaching Lou Charmelle

Lou Charmelle lies back with her thighs spread. She lifts the baseball bat and works the tip inside. The wood glides in slow, stretching her cunt until her lips cling tight around the shaft. Once the thickness is in, she pumps harder, opening herself further until her juices coat the smooth handle. Blue Angel steps closer. She presses two fingers against Lou’s swollen entrance, then three. They glide in together. Four follow. Her thumb tucks under, and with one steady push her fist sinks past the knuckles and buries to the wrist. Lou gasps, breath short. Blue Angel starts to move, rolling her knuckles deep, twisting just enough to make Lou’s belly tremble. By the time the fist pulls free, Lou’s pussy stays wide. The walls flutter, open and slick. Anything could slip inside now without resistance. Blue Angel watches her hand, glistening, and the empty space it left behind.