CutiesGalore presents Nastie

Nastie stripped slow, piece by piece. Each garment gone made her bolder. Once nothing hid her skin, she reached for the dildo, her favorite. She worked the smooth toy past her tight ring, inch by inch, until the stretch turned into heat. Her breath hitched, low and quick, while she fucked herself deeper. Pleasure shook through her in tight waves, building with every thrust. Her focus stayed on that single, filthy rhythm.