An Afternoon Fist

Adela set her pencil down, mind drifting from homework to the comfort of her bed. But Lili had other ideas. She woke Adela with a slow touch that slipped between her thighs, spreading her open without asking. Lili's slick fingers pushed deeper, curling until the hand slipped in past her knuckles and then her wrist. Adela moaned into the quiet, wet sounds filling the room as her pussy stretched wide. Lili took her time, working her fist in slow, deliberate thrusts while Adela rocked back to meet each one. They kissed through it all, trading heat and soft, breathless sounds. Adela let her own hand wander between Lili's legs, returning the favor with steady fingers that matched the pace of Lili's wrist.