CutiesGalore presents Olena

She flung her bag aside and climbed the stairs two at a time. Bedroom door closed with a soft click. Olena shrugged off her blazer, skirt, cotton panties. The air met bare skin and she shivered, nipples already tight. From the drawer she took her slender glass toy, its cool length catching the light. She settled on the sheets, knees parted, and slid the smooth tip along her folds until it slipped inside. Slow at first, then harder. The wet sound rose and fell with every thrust. She found the angle that rubbed that sweet spot and chased it, breath catching, hips rocking. When the first orgasm hit, her body arched and a low cry broke from her throat. She didn’t stop. Again. And again. The glass stayed buried, slick with her, until the last shudder left her limp and satisfied against the pillows.