Slippery pussy

Mandi Dee steps out to the balcony and the air shifts. One glance around and her dress comes off in a single motion. Naked under the sky, she reaches for the lotion, squeezing it across her heavy tits until they gleam. The slick sound of her hands working the cream into every curve makes her breath catch. She leans back, spreads her thighs, and drags two fingers straight between her lips, parting them so the sun catches the wetness inside. Her strokes start slow, then quicken, pushing deeper with each pass until her knuckles disappear and her hips roll to meet them. Lotion drips down her slit, mixing with the heat she’s making, turning every thrust into a wet slap. She adds a third finger, stretches herself wide, and keeps pumping until her thighs tremble and her little gasps turn into short, desperate moans. When she finally pulls out, her fingers are shiny, dripping, and she lifts them to her mouth with a wicked little smile, sucking them clean before the next urge hits her.