Smokin' hot

She draws on the cigar, smoke curling past her lips. Her necktie hangs loose, buttons open down the front. One shoe lies on the floor, the other still on, but soon it drops too. Barefoot now, she leans back, free in the quiet room. Her hand slips between her thighs. Fingers trace the edge of her panties, then slide beneath. The blonde teen moves slow, then faster, cigarette smoke drifting as her breath catches. She parts her legs wider, stroking until her body tenses and her eyes close tight with pleasure.