Gorgeous debutant

She walks in like she owns the floor. Tall, blonde, with a walk that makes heads turn and legs look longer than they are. Her skin glows under the lights. She flashes a small smile, half shy, half daring you to stare. This is Larissa Dee's first time on camera. She stretches out on the couch, fingers tracing the hem of her dress before she pulls it higher. Nothing underneath. Her hand finds the heat between her legs and she starts to play. Slow circles at first, then firmer strokes. The brunette watching from across the room bites her lip. Larissa glances over, inviting the gaze. She spreads wider, working her clit with two fingers now, breathing harder, hips lifting off the cushions. Her other hand slips beneath her top to squeeze her breast, thumb flicking the nipple until it peaks. She bites down on her lower lip, eyes half-closed, chasing the heat that builds inside her. The movements grow faster, more urgent. She arches her back and comes with a soft, broken sound, thighs trembling, then relaxes into the cushions, flushed and smiling.