Massage and fisting

Ann is a quiet one, making a very little sound as she sails to her internal stars. But her nipples standing out hard and long, her clutching quivering thigh muscles, and pelvic thrusts at my fingers made up for her vocal quietness. And contributed to my pleasure too; my cock was rock hard.

As Ann returned to the present she asked me to go deeper. I now began to bunch my fingers together, slowly sliding them into her willing relaxed cunt. It seemed to take only a few minutes before I had full penetration; her labia stretched open around my fingers, her cunt easily accommodating my fingers. Now Ann began to move, fucking her body at my fist. In response, I began deep penetrating movements into her cunt. I could feel all of her muscles gripping and relinquishing their hold on my fist. My fingers touched the inner depths of her love hole on each of her downward thrusts onto my hand. I rotated my bunched-up fingers inside her, gently easing my way into her, spreading her flesh flaps wide apart, feeling the ridges of muscle inside her; and strummed her clit with the fingertips of my other hand.