All red for Sophie

The crimson lingerie catches the light against Sophie’s pale skin. Her tight red top clings to her breasts; the tiny skirt rides high on her thighs, barely hiding the matching thong beneath. She runs her fingers along the edge of the fabric, then hooks the string and pulls it aside, revealing the soft, wet folds between her legs. The dildo in her other hand is already slick; she traces its tip over her clit before sliding it in, one slow inch at a time. A short breath escapes her, followed by a low, needy moan. She pushes deeper, her hips rolling to meet each thrust, red lips parting in quiet pleasure.