Workout Those Holes

Charlie Ford and Kenzie Taylor don’t wait for permission. Shorts ride low on their hips, tits barely held back, sweat already shining on skin. They’re breathing hard before anything even starts. Fingers slide, then tongues follow. Kenzie spreads Charlie open across the mat, spits on her ass, and works two fingers in without a warm-up. Charlie bites her lip, pushes back, hungry for more. Kenzie doesn’t let up. She works her open, knuckle-deep, then adds the toy—slow at first, then mean. Charlie’s thighs shake. Blonde hair sticks to her face. Every thrust gets dirtier, deeper, until she’s grinding down on Kenzie’s hand like she needs to come just to breathe right. The toys don’t get a break either. One girl’s riding, the other’s watching, waiting her turn to take it just as rough.