DragonLily

DragonLily pushes the door open and lets it slam shut. The dim light catches every curve. She peels off her clothes without ceremony, then lowers herself onto the big toy. Her breath hitches. She works it deeper, her body giving in inch by inch. She pulls back, then drives forward again, each thrust deliberate. Sweat beads on her breasts. Her moans fill the room. She turns, knees wide, and guides the toy between her ass cheeks. Pressure. Slow stretch. She bites her lip and pushes harder until the toy disappears inside. Her muscles grip and release, grip and release. The rhythm builds until the wet sounds match the slap of skin on skin. She rides until her thighs shake and the toy is slick to the base.