Give us some more!

Blue Angel still wants more. She steps into frame wearing sheer white lace that clings to her small breasts and narrow hips. The camera follows the slow drift of her fingers as they slip under the fabric, trace the edge of her panties, then pull them aside. She touches herself with intent, two fingers first, then three, the wet sound growing louder with each stroke. Her breathing shifts. She presses her knuckles together, coats them in her own slick, and eases the whole petite hand inside. The lace stretches around her wrist as she sinks deeper, twisting gently until she’s buried to the forearm. A flush climbs her chest. Her eyes close, mouth parts, and a soft, satisfied moan leaves her as she holds the position, savoring the tight, full pressure before drawing back and sliding in again.