Dark-Haired Goddess Worshipping Her Own Sword on a Bed

Thick thighs wrapped in black lace part as the dark-haired queen arches back on the bed, her red corset barely containing her heavy tits. One hand grips the hilt of her sword while the other teases her own pussy, fingers moving slow before she rides her own weapon like it’s the last cock she’ll ever feel. The room glows orange from the dim lamp behind her, casting shadows as her spine curves with every grind. Stockings bunch around her knees, and the bed creaks under her weight as she switches from slow circles to wild, nonstop bouncing. Her mouth hangs open, lips parted, breath coming in sharp gasps as her tits slap against her chest with each desperate stroke.