Kenzie's First Lesbian Anal

Kenzie sits across from the camera, nervous energy crackling off her like static. Carter's hand finds her thigh and that electricity snaps into something hungrier. Their mouths crash together—wet, greedy, all tongue and teeth. Kenzie's breath hitches when Carter's fingers slip behind her, sliding between her cheeks, testing, teasing, pushing. She gasps into the kiss, but she doesn't pull away. Carter works slow, deliberate, spreading her open with slick pressure until Kenzie's whole body is shaking for it. The first time anything's been inside her there. The first time she's ever wanted it this bad. Blonde hair tangled in fingers, hips rocking back into every thrust, Carter's other hand working her clit in tight circles. Kenzie's moans go ragged when the toy appears—shiny, unyielding, relentless. She takes it deep, back arched, face flushed. Her first time and she's already begging for more.