Diamonds are a girl's best friend

Tyra Lex wants diamonds. Real ones. The kind that catch light and flash across her cleavage while she touches herself. She leans back on silk sheets, legs spread, nipples pressing hard against black lace. The lingerie barely covers her tits, and she likes it that way. Fingers slip under the waistband, slow at first, then deeper. She’s already wet. The thought of a rich man who’ll buy her more stones keeps her stroking, teasing her clit in tight circles while her free hand squeezes one heavy breast. Her breath comes quicker. She pinches her nipple, rolls it between her fingers, and moans softly into the quiet room. Every move is lazy, confident, practiced. She knows exactly what she likes and she isn’t shy about taking it.