She owns the rhythm, hands owning that swollen pussy with brutal precision. Fingers slick, digging in knuckle-deep against soft folds. Bedroom shadows play over heavy tits spilling from lace bra. Legs splay across the gray bedspread, toes curling into fabric as the vibrator buzzes hard against her clit — skin flushed, sweat beading, gasps turning to full-body shudders. Pussy grips her own touch, juices seeping onto thighs. Climax hits like a freight train, hips jerking, mouth wide in raw release.
