Daniela Ortiz Fisting Her Own Asshole

Daniela squats on her heels with the lights low, lube shining over her bare, soft cheeks. She’s not even twenty, that grin says she knows exactly what she looks like bent over and slick. A quiet laugh slips out when two slick fingers disappear between her crack; the noise they make is wet and lewd and she doesn’t bother keeping it down. She crooks them, pulls her hole wider, teasing the pink center open for the camera like it’s her own little stage act. Right when she’s loose enough, she stuffs four fingers at once, knuckles popping past the tight rim with a sound like popping bubblegum. For a second her lashes flutter and she bites her lip; then the cheeky smile returns and she starts pumping, fist following finger. The lube smears shiny all down her hand, dripping onto the sheets. The next breath two thick dicks slam in, no mercy, jostling for room in the same quivering space. Her cheeks bounce and clap as each guy thrusts opposite, spreading her like taffy. One grabs her hips; the other slaps her jiggling ass and laughs when she jerks forward. No speeches, just the wet slap of bodies, the grunt-laced rhythm of double-pounding her hole, and Daniela half-giggling, half-gasping every time they stuff her open again.