CutiesGalore presents Inna

Inna takes you back into her room again. Nothing new, just the same ritual that still hits. She peels off her clothes without hurry, watching the fabric slip from her skin. The light finds the curve of her hips and the soft dark hair between her legs. She stretches out on the sheets, legs open. Her fingers slide down, part her lips, then come back wet. She finds the toy she left on the pillow and coats it with spit before easing it inside. The first slow push makes her breath catch. She holds it there, letting the stretch settle, then begins to work it in and out, eyes half-closed, mouth parted. Her hips lift to meet each thrust. The toy moves faster. Wet sounds rise from her cunt as she fucks herself deeper, chasing the ache. She rolls her clit with two fingers, pressing harder each time the toy bottoms out. Her thighs start to tremble. The orgasm hits sudden and deep. She clamps down hard, back arching, a low moan breaking free. Her pussy pulses around the toy while she keeps rubbing, milking every twitch until the tension drains out of her limbs and leaves her loose on the bed.