CutiesGalore presents Kira Queen

Kira Queen runs her hands over her full breasts, fingers tracing circles around her nipples until they stiffen under the touch. The soft weight of them fills her palms. She pushes them together, lets them fall, watches how they move. Her breath quickens. She slides one hand lower, parts her thighs, and finds the heat between her legs already slick. Two fingers spread her pussy open, showing the pink inside, the way it glistens when she teases the folds apart. She circles her clit once, twice, then dips lower and pushes a finger inside herself. A quiet sound leaves her throat. She fucks herself slowly, deliberately, hips rocking against her own hand. Her other hand stays on her chest, squeezing and pinching while she watches the way her fingers disappear and reappear, wetter each time. She adds a second finger, stretches herself, curls them forward until her thighs start to tremble. Her movements grow faster. The wet sound of her cunt fills the room. She grinds down harder, chasing the pressure building low in her belly, eyes half-lidded, mouth parted. When she finally comes, her body jerks, her inner walls clench around her fingers, and she keeps rubbing through it, drawing every last shiver out of herself before she lets her hand fall away.