The Color of Love

Heather Starlet is wild for bright colors. It suits her playful energy. Her pink dress clings tight, and every time she shifts she gives a teasing flash of bare, smooth skin beneath. No panties. Just that neat little slit catching the light. When her hand slips between her thighs she wastes no time. The purple toy slides out and she runs it slowly along her folds, coating the tip in slickness. She draws a slow breath, eyes half-closed, then pushes the fat head inside. Her hips tilt, hungry for more, and the first deep stroke makes her mouth fall open in a soft, breathy sound. She works it steadily, pussy gripping each inch, the purple shaft glistening as she fucks herself deeper and harder. Every thrust draws a new whimper from her lips. She knows exactly how she wants it and she isn’t stopping until she gets it.