Diamond girl

Simony Diamond stretches across silk sheets in a black lace body stocking. Her breasts push against the fabric, nipples already stiff. One hand slips between her thighs, pressing the thin crotch panel. She rubs slow circles, breath catching each time her fingers pass over her clit. The other hand lifts to her mouth. She wets two fingers, then trails the damp tips down her stomach until they meet the first hand. Both sets of fingers work now, sliding beneath the lace. She pulls the panel aside. Her pussy glistens. She sinks two fingers inside, pulls them out wet, and circles her clit again. Her hips rise, chasing the friction. She bites her lip, eyes half-lidded. The strokes grow faster, wetter. Her thighs tremble. A soft moan slips free. She arches hard, legs spread wide, and comes with a sharp gasp, fingers buried deep, body pulsing around them.