Fisting part one

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"Fucking so tight,’ whispered Fleur, fascinated, as she pushed her index and middle finger into Susan's drooling, sweet cunt with some difficulty, causing Susan to sigh with pleasure.

The redhead giggled sheepishly, ‘Well, I haven't had sex in over a year either.’

"Wait, what? That's terrible, darling! Especially because your beautiful body was really made for fucking. But since I can feel how tiny and tight your sweet pussy is, I assume it's hardly had any contact with rock hard cocks and has hardly been used,’ Fleur breathed seductively into Susan's ear.

‘So true, so little time because of my work,’ Susan whispered as Fleur's fingers disappeared up to her knuckles in her womanhood. Slowly but steadily, her fingers kept probing into the redhead's snatch, which was only slowly becoming a little more pliable, allowing Fleur to increase the pace slightly.

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A cheeky idea popped into her head as she looked into the relaxed face of Susan, who was obviously enjoying every second and constantly making sweet little noises of pleasure.

Fleur gently pushed her fingers, which were inside Susan's, downwards, slowly opening the busty redhead's tight folds and revealing more and more of the bright pink interior. Each time, Fleur pressed her index and middle fingers down harder until Susan groaned in ecstasy. Fleur took a peek inside the slightly open, sweet, damp hole as she stretched her extra wide.

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Then she fingered the sexy witch by every trick in the book, Susan's body quivering as her climax drew ever closer. Her huge tits bounced up and down slightly, Fleur pinched the beauty's rock-hard pink nipples tenderly and her free hand kneaded Susan's fat milk bags very roughly, but just before Susan reached her orgasm, Fleur stopped.

‘Tell me sweetie, have you ever had three fingers in your private parts?’ the masseuse asked curiously.

‘No, never,’ gasped the busty beauty.

‘Do you want to try?’ giggled Fleur, whereupon Susan spread her thighs a little wider.

‘Good girl,’ Fleur breathed as her ring finger was also about to explore that damn tight pussy. Susan gasped a few times until her ring finger had also found its place inside the young woman. Amused, Fleur felt Susan's labia tighten around her fingers like an anaconda in a stranglehold.

‘What a waste, such a tight little pussy and no cock around to plug it,’ the masseuse giggled as her fingers went to work, making the redhead gasp and moan with circular movements.