Carried Away

Carrie leans back against the car door, legs spread, watching the camera. She slides her fingers over her damp folds, teasing herself with the lightest pressure before pressing harder. The wet pink of her pussy shows as she parts herself, circling her clit in slow, deliberate strokes. She reaches for the small toy, brings it to her entrance and works it in, hips tilting forward with each push. Her breath quickens, chest rising, the brunette hair clinging to her cheek as she moves faster. Every twist of the toy draws a soft moan from her lips, her free hand gripping the seat for balance. She keeps the rhythm steady, drawing out every pulse of pleasure until her thighs tremble and her body arches in release.