Anal Fetish Asylum

CiCi Rhodes lives for ass play. She spreads wide on the exam table while Dana slips her whole fist inside that stretched hole. Fingers disappear one by one, then the thumb folds in and the knuckles follow. CiCi’s rim pulls tight around Dana’s wrist, pulsing like it’s trying to suck the rest of the arm in. Dana keeps pumping, slow and steady, watching CiCi’s ring get softer, darker, more open with every thrust. When the fist slides out, the gape stays wide. Dana stares straight into the pink tunnel and grins before sliding the metal speculum in. She clicks the blades open notch by notch, holding the view while CiCi moans and clenches around cold steel. After the speculum, it’s Dana’s turn to wear the harness. She lines up the thick strap-on and pushes it past the loose ring. CiCi takes every inch without resistance, ass already slack from the fist. Dana fucks hard, hips slapping, the toy disappearing and reappearing slick and shiny. Each pull drags CiCi’s rim outward, leaving it fluttering and used before the next thrust slams it flat again. Two girls, one filthy little clinic, and every hole on display.