Fisting Session with Paula and Ennie

More fisters show up with experience these days, ready to let the camera in on what their fists can do. Paula and Ennie aren't beginners, so the gloves come off fast. Paula spreads wide on the low couch while Ennie greases her up, two fingers at first, then three, knuckles disappearing with a wet sound. Ennie works her in slow, steady rolls of the wrist until Paula's belly tightens and the fourth finger slides through. A twist, a breath, and the thumb tucks under. Ennie's hand sinks to the wrist, then a little deeper, palm swallowed by heat. She flexes, slow pumps that make Paula's thighs shake and her nipples pull tight. Sweat beads along Ennie's forearm; a thin string of lube hangs, then snaps when she curls her fingers inside. Paula pushes back, greedy, hungry for the next inch, taking the width all the way to Ennie's forearm. Her cunt grips and releases in slick, rhythmic pulses. Ennie holds her there, open and trembling, showing every glistening knuckle before sliding back out and pushing in again.