Curly Delight

Romy Indy stands in front of the mirror, dark curls framing her face. She knows exactly what she looks like and likes it. The black outfit clings to her small breasts, the heels lift her feet just enough to make her legs look longer. She runs her hands down her calves, over her arches, and back up again, enjoying the feel of her own skin. Charlie Dean watches from a few feet away, already hard. He moves in behind her, hands on her waist, and she presses back against him without hesitation. She turns, drops to her knees, and takes his cock in her mouth, slow at first, then deeper. He holds her curls and guides her rhythm until he pulls her up, spins her around, and bends her over the edge of the bed. He works two fingers into her ass to open her, then pushes in with one steady thrust. Romy moans, gripping the sheets, while he fucks her ass in long, deliberate strokes.