Teaching Nicol Heaven

The balance flips. Nicol Heaven takes the fist this time, on her back with thighs spread wide. Alexa’s own pleasure still lingers in the tremble of her fingers, yet she presses four of them straight into the other girl, twists her wrist and works deeper until her whole hand disappears inside the stretch. Nicol arches at the sharp, perfect fullness. Alexa starts pumping, steady and exact, knuckles working against the slick inner walls, until Nicol starts jerking harder with every thrust, pussy flooding around the wrist, clear liquid spraying in hot arcs across Alexa’s forearm. Alexa keeps at it, relentless, drawing longer, sharper bursts until Nicol lies shaking and wet beneath her, another rush gushing out every time Alexa draws her fist halfway out and drives it back in.