CutiesGalore presents: Katiy

Katiy is nineteen and blonde, the sort of girl who looks too fresh-faced for the thoughts she keeps. She stands barefoot in the kitchen, skirt already hiked, a thick green cucumber still cool from the fridge in her hand. No dildo within reach, so the vegetable will do. She presses the tapered tip between her smooth lips, eases it inside, then deeper, until her breath catches. With slow, greedy strokes she works the cucumber in and out, wetness gleaming along its length each time it slides free. She tilts her hips, takes it farther, lets the thick middle stretch her. The kitchen fills with soft, wet sounds and the faint scent of her own arousal. She keeps her eyes half-closed, savoring every inch, grateful for a stranger’s offhand advice that now feels like salvation.