My Mili

Mili Jay lounges in sheer pink lingerie that clings to her curves. Her pale skin glows under the soft light. She parts her thighs and reveals the flushed folds between them, slick and inviting. She slides two fingers over the delicate skin, spreading the wetness in slow circles. Her touch deepens, and her breath hitches each time her fingertip sinks inside. She arches, hips rolling into her own hand, building a steady rhythm. Soft gasps escape her as the pleasure sharpens. She closes her eyes and rides the rising tension until her body trembles and finally releases in a long, shuddering climax.