Latex clings tight at first — sheer black straps digging into her skin as she stretches out on that dark blue comforter. One hand slips inside, but it’s not enough; she peels the gloves off like they’re too restrictive. Thighs part just enough to let you see where her fingers disappear next. The camera catches every shift of her hips as she arches back, tits pressing against nothing now that the cups are gone. She knows someone’s watching — maybe even wants it — because those eyes don’t look away when she finally lets go. No panties left to hide behind. Just wetness spreading up her inner thighs while one hand toys with herself like this is all an accident... or maybe not.
