Under the Babydoll

Judy Smile sits there with that red hair spilling over her shoulders, looking like trouble wrapped in silk. She pulls her panties down slow and lets the fabric slide against her skin before pressing it right between her legs. The silk grows wet under her fingers. She rubs herself through it, hips rolling, breath catching. When she pushes the damp cloth aside, her pussy shines in the light. She reaches for the first toy, a slim curved thing, and drags it across her clit until her thighs start to tremble. The next one is thicker. She works it inside, slow at first, then deeper, harder, until her free hand grips the sheets and her mouth falls open. Juices run down the toy, slick and shiny. She keeps going, chasing that edge, until her whole body tightens and her release spills out in a hot rush.