Kinky Aletta Ocean

Aletta stands before the mirror, her blonde hair catching the morning light. She slips out of silk, exposing smooth skin and the soft weight of her breasts. She watches her reflection with quiet hunger. Her fingers trace lower, parting her thighs. She presses two fingers between wet folds and begins to stroke in slow, deliberate circles. The room fills with the soft sound of her breathing as she works herself open. She bites her lip, tilts her hips forward, and slides deeper, chasing each sharp wave of pleasure. The strokes grow quicker, wetter, until her thighs tremble and her lips part with a low, drawn-out moan. She stays like that, fingers still inside, savoring the aftershocks that ripple through her body.