Franciska invites you

I slip out of everything for you. My big breasts catch the light first, nipples already tight. Then I turn, spread, and let you look at the clean pink line between my legs and the smooth curve of my ass. My fingers slide down. One stroke, two, and I’m wet. I press two fingers inside, pull them out glistening, then reach for the slim pink dildo. It sinks in with a soft sound. I work it slow, then harder, hips lifting off the sheets, breath catching every time it bottoms out. The toy shines, my thighs tremble, and I don’t stop until the last tremor runs through me.