The new Juditta

Juditta is back, and she looks different. Same small waist, same long blonde hair. But she’s carrying a pair of full, round tits now and the lace cups of her black bra can barely contain them. She hooks her thumbs under the straps, peels the bra down, and lets her breasts spill free. Already her nipples are tight, darker against pale skin. She slides a hand between her thighs, finds her panties, and pushes them aside. The black fabric stretches as she spreads her knees on the bed, leaving her shaved pussy on display. She reaches for the thick toy, glossy and heavy in her palm. A thin ribbon of clear lube drips from its blunt head when she coats it. She touches the tip to her opening, presses, and watches her lips stretch around it. Inch by inch the shaft disappears inside her until only the flared base remains. Juditta closes her eyes, draws a slow breath, then starts to fuck herself with steady, deliberate strokes. The muscles in her stomach tighten every time the toy sinks deep. Her lips part, a soft gasp slips out, and her free hand drifts up to squeeze one of her new breasts, pinching the nipple until it throbs. She moves faster, the bed creaking beneath her, the sound of wet suction rising in the quiet room. Her thighs quiver. She bites her lip, pushes the toy to the hilt, and holds it there while her hips grind against her own fist, riding out the tight clench of her cunt around the plastic shaft.