Curious Ivetti

Ivetti has that restless curiosity running through her. She wants to feel the things that keep her mind buzzing, and lately her tight little ass has been on that list. The moment she meets Yura she makes it plain: she wants him inside her there. No hesitation on his part. Yura slides in, thick and unhurried, stretching her open until her breath catches and her fingers twist the sheets. Every slow push sinks deeper, every pull drags another raw sound from her throat. She meets each thrust with eager hips, hungry for the burn and the fullness, until the room fills with the wet slap of skin and her ragged little cries.