Fistertwister – Billie Star is fist fucked hard by dominant Antonia Sainz

Billie Star sashays into the dimly lit room, her hips swaying seductively to a silent rhythm. The Czech bombshell is dressed to impress in cut-off denim shorts that hug her round buttocks and a tight white tank top that accentuates her perky breasts. She flashes a coy smile at the camera before spotting her lover on the ceiling-high bed, hands resting above her head.

Antonia Sainz lounges against the mountain of pillows, clad in black lace lingerie that barely contains her mouthwatering curves. The dominant dominatrix beckons Billie over with one long, manicured finger. “Come here, my little sex kitten,” she purrs. “It’s time for your special training.”

Billie nearly purrs with desire as she slinks over to the bed and crawls on top of Antonia, hovering over her prizes. She descends her head, lips brushing against Antonia’s neck, planting a trail of wet kisses up to her earlobe. “Yes Mistress,” she breathes. “I’m ready for anything you have in store.”

“Let’s see what you’ve learned,” Antonia smirks. She grabs Billie’s wrists and secures them tightly above her head with cuffs chained to the bedpost. With her lover restrained, Antonia teases two fingers against Billie’s upper thighs, edging closer and closer to her needy sex, shielding it from the camera.

Billie moans and writhes impatiently, trying to grind herself against Antonia for friction. “Please Mistress, I need more. I need you deep inside me.”

Antonia chuckles darkly, trailing her fingertips over Billie’s soaked panties, the flimsy fabric barely hiding her womanly folds. “Patience, my little slut. I’m going to educate this cunt on the meaning of pleasure.”

Antonia unclasps Billie’s shorts and peels them down slowly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of skin before disrobing her completely. Billie whimpers with desperation, clad in nothing but her lacy bra as cool air meets her flushed flesh.

Antonia presses her lips to Billie’s inner thighs, inching closer to her core as the Czech minx whimpers and squirms. With an erotic growl, she grabs Billie’s panties and rips the delicate fabric clean off, baring her glistening pink folds to the world. Billie yelps, a rosy blush spreading down her body as she squirms at Antonia’s hungry gaze.

“Just look at this needy little pussy,” Antonia breathes, sliding two fingers into Billie’s sopping wet slit. Billie cries out in ecstasy, back arching as Antonia pistons her fingers faster. Antonia glides a third, then a fourth finger into her puffy lips, pumping ruthlessly as Billie thrashes against the cuffs and spittle flies from her gasping mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Billie chants deliriously as Antonia stretches her cunt to the limit. Antonia curls her fingers just right and rubs hard circles on the rough patch of skin nestled deep that make sparks of ecstasy shoot through Billie’s body.

Billie is panting hard, tits heaving, cunt gushing as Antonia fingerfucks her senseless. Before she can crest, Antonia abruptly wrenches her digits free. “Not yet, you filthy girl. First, I’m going to fist this greedy puss offended by your naked desperation.”

Antonia reaches for a bottle of lube on the nightstand, slicking her hand up to the wrist. She whispers filth-laced reassurances to her lover, as Billie whimpers and nods with glassy eyes. “Breath deep and moan for me. You can take it.”

Tensing slightly, Antonia starts by rubbing her slick wrist over Billie’s soaked opening. Billie draws in a sharp inhale when Antonia pushes the first knuckle in, but her pussy sucks it hungrily. Encouraged, Antonia angles down and sinks her fist in deeper, finally bottoming out when Billie’s needy cavern swallows her to the wrist.

Billie wails incoherently against the intense pressure and pleasure. Her eyes roll back as Antonia starts pumping in long strokes, roughly pistoning her arm to drill into Billie’s tightness.

The cams capture every illicit twist of Antonia’s arm, knuckles bumping against Billie’s hips, her pussy stretched obscenely wide, lips suckling at Antonia as she plunges in and out. Antonia grunts with the effort, pinning Billie down with her hips as she agonizingly exposes her lover’s innermost depths.

Billie is just a pretty puppet on strings, bouncing against Antonia’s fist, babbling nonsense. “Mmmm fuck, fuck, fuck!! Oh my fuck yes please more Mistress I need it!! Pound my slutty cunt, abuse it, fuck it silly!”

And Antonia gladly obliges, swinging her muscular thigh over her beloved and claiming her, owning every inch of her body. She ruts into Billie until drool runs from the corner of her mouth, milky tits shaking rhythmically with every slap of flesh on flesh. Billie’s cervix flutters and clenches, desperately trying to lock onto Antonia’s plunging fist, to never let it leave the vise of her pussy.

Sweat glistens on Antonia’s body, hair falling into her face as she furiously pistons, riding the Nubian princess into the mattress with ruthless strength. The bed frame creaks under the violent impacts.

Billie’s body tenses up suddenly, a strangled scream ripping from her lips as she cums bucking wildly. Juices splash onto Antonia’s invading arm, the lewd slap of wet flesh piercing to the ears. Antonia fucks her through it, wringing out every drop of pleasure until Billie collapses, limp and gasping.

Antonia slowly drags her fist out, suckling Billie’s juices from her fingers with a wicked grin. “Delicious. Don’t you dare fall asleep, whore. The night is young and I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

Billie just whimpers, wrung out and satisfied, as Antonia unlatches her wrists. She rests between her Mistress’s legs, head cradled on her stomach, relaxing into Antonia’s side as she strokes her lover’s thigh.

Antonia chuckles warmly and cradles the back of Billie’s head, fingers threading through her hair. “Suck my fingers clean like the good girl you are,” Antonia coos. Billie’s chin dips in a nod and she eagerly laps every drop of spit and honey from her five fingers, moaning at the delicious flavor of her own arousal.

Billie releases Antonia’s hand with a wet pop and grins up at her, awaiting instruction with a wicked spark in her eye. “What’s next, Mistress?” she purrs. Antonia just smirks, slow and sensual, already reaching for another toy to unpack on the Czech minx…