Teaching White Angel

White Angel plays the bashful angel but her body tells different. Knees apart, fingers hook her labia and drag them wide until the pink inside glistens. Sophie kneels close, slicking the heavy dildo until it glistens, then guides the blunt head against the stretched hole. She feeds it slowly, watching the thin skin yield, then pushes harder until Angel’s breath breaks into little gasps. When the toy is buried and Angel’s cunt pulses around it, Sophie pulls it free with a wet pop and replaces it with the smooth, firm pulse of the vibrator. The toy buzzes against swollen walls until fluid streams down Angel’s thighs in shiny trails. Sophie doesn’t wait for the tremors to fade; she oils her right hand, tucks the thumb, and slides four fingers inside the slick, open cunt. Angel’s muscles clutch and release, swallowing the hand past the knuckles, then past the wrist. Fist clenched, Sophie turns her wrist, pressing against every nerve. Short thrusts make the lips bulge outward, clear fluid spattering the sheets. Angel moans, hips rolling down to meet every push. The contrast between her innocent face and the greedy way her cunt milks Sophie’s arm is almost obscene. Wet sounds echo as the fist moves in and out, stretching the entrance until it clings, shiny and red. Sophie watches the girl’s clit twitch and adds the vibe again, pressing the buzzing head against the stretched mound while her fist twists deeper. Angel comes with a hoarse cry, her pussy rippling in long, gripping waves around Sophie’s wrist, the steady rush of slick coating Sophie’s forearm in hot, pulsing surges.