Shy baby

Kyra steps in front of the lights and her shoulders pull in. She’s new, and it shows. Her fingers keep brushing the lace edge of her bra like she needs something to hold onto. She’s blonde, her hair loose, her body all soft curves and heavy tits that fill out the lingerie like it was poured on her. James moves in behind her. He doesn’t ask. He just slides the straps down, freeing those big breasts, and Kyra’s breath catches. She watches his hand cup her, watches the nipple darken between his fingers, and her hips tilt forward on instinct. When he presses her down, she goes to her knees. Her lips part, and she takes him into her mouth with slow, careful strokes. The more he moves, the less she thinks about the camera. Her hand finds his thigh, her throat opens, and soon every sound she makes is wet and eager. She’s learning fast, and the scene is only getting started.