White vixen

Layla knows she looks good. She moves through her bedroom in nothing but skin, aware of how light plays on her body. She stretches out on the sheets, bare legs falling open, and lets her hand wander between them. Her fingers trace slow circles over slick folds, then press deeper. She is still in that age where every touch feels brand new. A soft moan leaves her lips as she rolls onto her stomach, lifts her hips, and keeps working her pussy from behind. Blonde hair spills across the pillow while her wrist keeps a steady rhythm. She turns again, knees wide, and uses two fingers to fuck herself with short, firm strokes that make her breath hitch. The camera stays close, catching every wet sound and every shiver that runs through her tight frame.