Kink club

Miss Nikita waits in the shadows of the club. Her blonde hair catches the low lights while the brunette corners stay dark. She slips two fingers inside first, then three, working until a fourth knuckle disappears. Wet sounds echo off the walls as she pumps them. Her breath catches and she pulls the fingers free, slick and glistening. A thin ribbon of milk arcs from her nipple and splashes across her belly. She rubs the warmth into her skin, presses her palm flat, and pushes it back inside with the same fingers. The rhythm builds again, sharper now, until another squirt leaves her shaking.