Fisting plays

Two blonde teens who look like they still get carded at clubs are about to make your screen fog up. Lea and Artemis move in close, shedding clothes without ceremony, and the mood shifts from teasing to raw in a heartbeat. Artemis spreads wide on her back, knees tucked to her chest, and Lea’s hand disappears between her thighs. One finger at first, then another, until the knuckles press in and Artemis moans through clenched teeth. Her pussy opens inch by inch, glistening under the lights, until Lea’s whole fist slips inside and her wrist flexes in slow, filthy circles. They switch before the heat fades. Lea plants herself on all fours, round ass tilted high. Artemis slicks her hand with lube and presses her knuckles to Lea’s puckered hole. The ring of muscle yields, stretches, then swallows fist to wrist. Lea’s arms shake. Her breath breaks into short, sharp gasps each time Artemis twists and rocks that fist deeper. Her toes curl against the sheets, the arch of her foot flexing as the pleasure spikes. Artemis watches every twitch, then leans down and runs her tongue over Lea’s sole while her buried hand keeps pumping. Lea comes hard, a long, trembling cry, her ass clenching tight around the knuckles that refuse to let her go.