Sizzling fisting

Florina stretches her legs wide and starts teasing herself with a knowing grin. Her fingers circle and dip, slowly sinking deeper until her whole hand disappears inside her. She arches back, breath catching each time her knuckles press past the tight ring of muscle. Each thrust pulls a low, shaky moan from her throat. Blonde hair spills across the pillow while she works her fist in a steady rhythm, knuckles glistening. Sweat beads at the hollow of her throat as she pushes herself toward the edge, hips rolling to meet each slow, deliberate drive. She doesn’t let up until her body shakes and the pleasure crashes through her, leaving her breathless and spent.