One fist in her ass, the other in her pussy. It had been months since Kathryn had gone a single night without Dianna’s hands buried in her holes for at least a couple hours.

“Fuck! I don’t even know how I used to relax at night before that Elite woman told you that you had to fist my ass and cunt every night,” she said.

“You bawled your eyes out the first few weeks,” Dianna shot back.

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