CutiesGalore presents Felony

Felony strips down without ceremony, the denim dropping to her ankles like it never mattered. She’s already more at home without it. Skin bare, dark hair loose, she stretches out and spreads her legs like the room belongs to her. One hand slides down, fingers parting what’s slick between her thighs. She touches herself the way she likes it—steady, unhurried, nothing for show. Her breath catches when she finds the right rhythm. A toy waits on the sheet beside her, black and smooth. She brings it to her cunt, works it in slow, then faster once she’s open. Hips rock with each thrust. She doesn’t talk. Just moves. Every part of her tightens, then breaks. Her orgasm hits sharp and sudden. After, she stays where she is—open, quiet, still glistening.