Flexible legs

Wibeke folds like silk. She drops into splits on the bed, legs sliding out at perfect right angles. Her lingerie clings to her skin in the same shade of brown as her hair, straps cutting shallow lines across her hips. She reaches forward, fingers grazing her ankle, and the movement opens everything. The question hangs there: how far can she stretch inside, too? He tests it with his tongue first, then with the head of his cock, pressing until she takes all of him in one smooth motion. She stays wide open, toes pointed, thigh muscles trembling, every inch of her seemingly made to give and take without resistance.