20 [F4A] Fist me harder!

Slowly, with much trepidation, you slide your duck-billed hand into my hungry cunt. Without any resistance the hole accepts your fist. Gently, you push it deeper, and withdraw it again with twice as much tenderness before repeating the process.

What you don't realize is that my cunt craves aggression. Fast, deep, hard punchfucking. It makes me so wet that your hand makes loud noises as it pounds in and out of my gaping pussy.

More, I always need more. A bigger fist, or another. A toy, perhaps, or an object - a big one. A wine bottle would suffice, something big that you could shove up me, ideally something that stretches me even wider, parting my cuntlips, making them strain against the massive thing invading my hole.