CutiesGalore presents Vanessa Vaughn

Vanessa sinks back against the couch. Her tits strain against thin fabric before she peels it away. Soft, full, nipples already stiff. She cups each breast and squeezes, thumbs rolling over the peaks until her breath catches. A slow smile. Her hand slides down her stomach, past the curve of her hip, and finds the heat between her thighs. She spreads her knees wider, opening herself without hurry, letting two fingers part her lips so the wet shine catches the light. One fingertip circles her clit, slow, deliberate, until her hips lift in time with the stroke. Fingers dip lower, slide in, come out slick. She fucks herself with a steady rhythm, free hand pinching a nipple, breath growing shorter. The pace quickens. Her head tips back, mouth open. She stays right on the edge, savoring it, until the tension breaks and she comes hard, thighs shaking, fingers buried deep.