Pink

Bridgette wears a cute pink dress. Her fingers slip inside and brush over puffy pink nipples, circling the stiff tips until she sighs. She parts her thighs, the hem of the dress riding up. With two fingers she spreads her pink pussy lips, pulling them open to show how slick and swollen they’ve become. Her fingertip circles the sensitive clit, slow strokes turning quicker as her breath quickens. Soft moans fill the quiet room. Her hips roll against her hand, chasing the rush, pink folds glistening in the light. Every teasing touch draws her closer, until her body tightens and she comes with a sharp, sweet cry, fingers still buried between those flushed pink lips.