Strap it on!

Felicity froze when Katrin ripped open the package and held up the thick strap-on. “Put it on,” Katrin said, turning onto all fours and looking back over her shoulder, red curls spilling across her back. Felicity buckled the harness with shaking hands, the weight of the shaft swinging between her thighs. The first push made Katrin gasp, hips jerking, her hairy slit parting around the blunt head. Soon Felicity found the rhythm, thrusting deep, the base slapping wetly against Katrin’s ass. Red hair flew as Katrin bucked and moaned, fingers twisting the sheets. Each thrust pulled another ragged breath from her until her whole body shook and she came hard, collapsing onto the mattress with Felicity still buried inside her.