Chocolate treat

Keisha Kane stands in the open air, already bare. Sunlight slides over her dark skin like warm syrup. She drops one hand between her thighs, parts her lips, and sinks two fingers straight inside. The wet sound is soft and filthy. She works them in, then out, spreading herself wider with each stroke. Her other hand finds her breast, pinching a stiff nipple until she gasps. Fingers still buried, she reaches for the thick purple toy waiting on the stone bench. She drags its blunt head through her slick folds, teasing herself, then eases it in. Inch by inch the dildo disappears until only the base peeks out. Keisha plants her feet, rocks her hips, and drives the toy deeper. Her breath catches. She fucks herself in steady, hungry strokes—slow at first, then faster, chasing the heat that spreads low in her belly. Juice glistens on her thighs. She leans back, legs open to the sky, and rides the thick length until her walls flutter and she shudders, coming hard around the purple shaft. When the shakes ease she pulls the toy free, leaving her pussy swollen, dripping, and satisfied.