Teen Tiffany

Tiffany smiles like she’s sharing a secret, then peels off her clothes piece by piece. She drops the last scrap of fabric, sinks onto the couch, and spreads her legs without shame. Her fingers find her clit, rubbing slow at first, then faster. When she can’t hold back any longer, she lets go and a hot stream arcs out, splashing between her thighs while her free hand keeps working. She doesn’t miss a stroke, the grin never fading as she rides the rush until her body shakes and she’s spent.