Jailhouse pussy

Mandi strides in wearing a tight jailor’s uniform, the fabric clinging to every curve. She peels it open with deliberate slowness, letting her full breasts spill free. Light falls across her nipples, tight and flushed. She settles back on the cold bench, knees parting, eyes half-lidded with hunger. Two slender fingers slide straight between her smooth, bare lips, parting the slick folds. She works them deep, then adds a thick, rigid toy, stretching herself wide with steady, measured thrusts. Wet sounds fill the cell. She pulls the toy free, glistening, and slips it lower, pressing it past the tight ring of her ass until the thick length disappears. Her cunt clenches around her fingers at the same time, two holes filled, both holes slick and greedy. Mandi rocks harder, mouth falling open as pleasure spirals through her. She pushes deeper, faster, riding the edge until her whole body tenses and she finishes hard. Cum streaks across her flushed face in thick white ropes, dripping over her parted lips. She stays open, legs spread, every inch exposed and spent.