Teaching Liza Del Sierra

Blue Angel leans in, her blonde hair brushing Liza’s shoulder. She works the thick dildo in slow, steady strokes, and every time it bottoms out, Liza’s dark lashes flutter. When the toy finally slips free, slick and glistening, Blue doesn’t give her time to breathe. She tucks her thumb and sinks her hand past the knuckles, wrist deep, stretching Liza’s cunt around the smooth width of her fist. Liza’s hips jerk. The brunette’s juices run warm down Blue’s forearm, but the blonde keeps pumping, calm and relentless, until Liza is open and pulsing around her.