Morning. Young Bibi’s bedroom. After the sleepover.
“Don’t let me hurt you, Lucia.”
“You won’t hurt me, Bibi. Slide it deeper,”
Bibi pushed her finger deeper.
“Now two.”
“Lucia, are you sure?”
“I’m not like you, Bibi. My pussy likes it.” Bibi moaned with concern, but slipped in a second finger.
“Yes,” whispered Lucia, pulling her friend’s hand deeper inside. “More!”
“Three? Really?”
“Please!” begged Lucia as she began to rub her swollen clit.
Bibi slid in a third finger. For the first time, it felt tight.
“Four.”
“No, Lucia,” but Bibi tried four, and as she did, Lucia exploded.
