Sophie in Canada - part 2.

Sophie stands at her window in Canada. Morning light finds every inch of her skin. She knows exactly what she’s here to do. Her hands move first to her breasts, cupping them, feeling the weight, teasing her nipples until they tighten. She slips a finger between her legs and sighs when she feels how wet she already is. Slowly, she spreads herself, letting two fingers trace slow circles over her clit before sliding inside. The sound is soft and slick. She bends forward, ass in the air, and fucks herself deeper, knuckles brushing the sheets. Her hips roll. She adds another finger. Her breath hitches. Sophie turns onto her back, legs open wide, and works faster now. Her free hand grips the headboard. She comes hard, thighs shaking, a low moan catching in her throat.