Butt Sluts: Krissy and Dana

They've been circling each other for months. Now the gloves come off. Dana's on all fours, cheeks spread, when Krissy slides two fingers in, then three. Dana pushes back like she's daring her to go harder. The bottle of lube clicks open. Krissy adds another finger, curls them, and Dana's hole starts to open, wet and shiny. She takes four fingers like they're nothing, then the thumb tucks in and Krissy's whole hand disappears past the knuckles. Dana's moan is raw. Krissy works her wrist in slow circles, stretching the rim until it grips her forearm and gapes when she pulls back. The strap-on comes next. Krissy sinks into Dana's pussy first, then pulls out and lines up at the back door. One thrust and Dana takes it all, ass clenching around the shaft. Krissy grabs her hips and starts pounding. Every stroke punches a gasp out of Dana's throat. Then Krissy flips her onto her back, legs up, and brings the second toy. Two cocks at once—tight, then tighter. Dana's eyes roll as both holes get filled, stretched wide around the double intrusion. Krissy keeps working the strap deep while she fingers the other hole, knuckles popping past the ring again and again. Later it's Krissy's turn. She lies on her stomach, ass lifted. Dana coats her hand in thick lube and starts slow, two fingers, four, then the whole fist sliding home. Krissy shakes. The fist twists, opens, closes. Dana pulls back just enough to watch the hole pulse and gape before driving back in, deeper this time. Krissy's moans get higher, broken. The fist moves faster. The stretch is obscene. Sweat runs down her spine. When Dana finally eases out, Krissy's ass stays open, a slick, dark circle that twitches for more. They don't stop until both girls are wrecked, holes loose and dripping, breathing like they've run miles.