CutiesGalore presents Kate Knox

Kate Knox lounges on the bed like she owns the hour. Full, pale breasts spill over her ribs, pink nipples already tight. She cups them, drags her thumbs across the tips until they ache, then squeezes hard enough that the flesh spills between her fingers. Her free hand slides lower. Two fingers part the soft, shaved lips, gathering the wet she’s already leaking. She circles her clit once, twice, then pushes the same fingers inside, sighing at the easy give. She reaches for the toy beside her thigh—smooth, thick, the same length she wishes her boyfriend’s cock was. She licks the head, coats it with spit, and brings it down between her legs. The crown nudges her entrance; she angles her hips and takes it in one slow thrust, the shaft disappearing until the base presses her clit. Her mouth opens on a silent curse. She fucks herself with long, measured strokes, each one pushing her breasts higher on her chest, each one dragging a wet sound from her soaked cunt. When she comes, her thighs tremble and the toy stays buried, pulsing with every squeeze inside her.