Eleanor
Eleanor, the famous blonde, lies back on silk sheets with her legs spread wide. Her fingers slide between her lips, parting them to show the pink inside before two digits push in deep. She pumps slowly at first, then harder, hips rocking up to meet each thrust. Her free hand cups one breast, thumb circling the stiff nipple until it shines. A low moan slips out as her wrist twists, knuckles brushing her swollen clit on every stroke. She adds a third finger, stretching herself open, wetness glistening on her knuckles. The camera lingers on the way her cunt grips and releases, sucking at her fingers like it wants more. Her thighs tremble. She bites her lower lip, eyes half-lidded, chasing the edge with steady, deliberate strokes until her whole body arches and pulses around her hand.
Eleanor
Eleanor, the famous blonde, lies back on silk sheets with her legs spread wide. Her fingers slide between her lips, parting them to show the pink inside before two digits push in deep. She pumps slowly at first, then harder, hips rocking up to meet each thrust. Her free hand cups one breast, thumb circling the stiff nipple until it shines. A low moan slips out as her wrist twists, knuckles brushing her swollen clit on every stroke. She adds a third finger, stretching herself open, wetness glistening on her knuckles. The camera lingers on the way her cunt grips and releases, sucking at her fingers like it wants more. Her thighs tremble. She bites her lower lip, eyes half-lidded, chasing the edge with steady, deliberate strokes until her whole body arches and pulses around her hand.
