Brunettes are the best

Brunettes keep winning arguments. This one ends them. Blue eyes meet dark waves, and the contrast already has you staring. She knows. She slips out of everything without hurry, then settles back and spreads her thighs. Two fingers slide straight in, wet and unapologetic. Her hips lift into the push, slow at first, then harder. Every stroke makes her slicker, louder. She watches the camera like she’s daring you to look away. The show is all hers, and she takes her time getting off.