Backstage of Fond of fisting

Blonde and brunette back there. They go past fingers quick, pushing whole hands inside each other. Each wants it deeper, wider. The blonde works her hand in and stops at the wrist. The brunette pushes her own fist next. They move slow, then harder. Both of them chasing the same stretch, the same heat. Skin flushed, breathing sharp, bodies open and taking more. Neither stops until the other shakes.