A remedy for the eyes

Camilla steps into frame wearing a tight black dress that hugs every curve. She turns slowly, letting the fabric stretch across her ass before sliding it up over her hips. Nothing underneath. Her pussy is already slick, lips parted and glistening. She spreads her legs just enough to give a clear view, then lowers herself onto the bed with her fingers already circling her clit. Each stroke pulls a soft gasp from her throat. She pushes two fingers inside, fucking herself in a steady rhythm while her other hand squeezes one breast, pinching the nipple until it stands hard. Her hips lift off the mattress to meet every thrust. The wet sound of her cunt fills the quiet room. When she comes, her thighs tremble and a flush spreads across her chest, but she keeps rubbing, dragging out every last pulse until her body finally goes still.