Annabelle Lee rocks out while masturbating

Title: Annabelle Lee: The Hairy Red Head’s Fetish Masturbation

Annabelle Lee, the alluring Irish lass, was known for her fiery red hair, porcelain skin, and insatiable carnal appetites. She worked as a librarian by day but moonlighted as an erotic artiste, catering to the specialized fetishes of her discerning clients. This fateful evening, her customer had an unusual request – he wanted to watch her finger-fuck herself hairy, with an upskirt striptease for teasing foreplay.

Annabelle reclined upon a velvet chaise lounge in her boudoir, wearing a frilly white Victorian blouse and a black, pleated mini-skirt. She crossed her legs, allowing the hemline to hike up and expose her snow-white, hairy thighs to the lense. “Mmmm, now boys and girls, if you’re gonna make a big girl like me strip and play with herself…you’ll need to follow instructions,” she purred huskily. “So…let’s get this show on the road, shall we?”

Regally, she rose from the divan and shimmied her shoulders, letting her pert bosoms jiggle in anticipation. She hiked up her blouse to reveal a lacy cream-colored bra straining to contain her small, perky breasts. Pushing her chest out, her nipples stiffened into erect pink buds, clearly defined through the delicate fabric. One hand drifted down to caress her mound through her skirt, a smirk playing on her lips as she pleasurably visualized what she was about to do for her audience.

Trailing her fingers along the side zipper of her skirt, Annabelle slowly unzipped it, revealing a scrumptious glimpse of her silky, sheer panties. Continuing the striptease, she quirked her hips from side to side, allowing her skirt to pool around her ankles. She kicked it away with a giggle, now clad only in her matching sets of undergarments and stay-up stockings.

But Annabelle wanted to give her viewers a taste of her carnal, wanton side – and prematurely shed her lingerie didn’t make for good drama, did it? Her tiny bra and panties only served to accentuate those endearing curves and revealed more than they concealed.

She returned to the lounge and daintily lifted one knee to let it drape over the arm, fully displaying her panty-clad pussy. Annabelle spotted herself, and with a sly, mischievous grin, raised her brow pointedly at the camera before trailing her hand along her thigh. Her fingertips ghosted over her silk-covered mound before cupping her heated core. Annabelle bit her plump lower lip, whimpering teasingly. Her hips rolled subtly, grinding her pussy against her touch. “Mmmm,” she hummed, “I’m so wet already.”

Desperate for more friction, Annabelle tugged her panties to the side and spread her lips, revealing her pink, glistening slit to the hungry eyes devouring every moment of her hedonistic display. She started off by rubbing lazy circles around her swollen clit, massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves until it pebbled under her feather-light touch.

Sucking on one finger, she plunged it into her dripping entrance, fucking herself hard and fast. Annabelle added another finger, curling them deliciously to hit that coveted g-spot. Gasps and breathy moans intermingled with the slick sounds of her fingers plunging in and out of her sopping cunt.

Annabelle’s free hand snaked up to free her heaving tits from their lacy prison. Pinching and rolling her stiffened nipples, she cried out, “Unnngh, yessss! Play with my titties while I finger-fuck my hairy little pussy!” She kneaded the supple mounds roughly, her breath coming out in harsh pants as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Pulling her fingers from her needy hole with an obscene slurp, Annabelle raised them, glistening with her essence, to her mouth. Her rose-petal tongue darted out to lap up her juices before she sucked her digits clean. “Mmmm, yummy! I taste soooo good,” she declared, relishing the salty-sweet essence.

Rising to her feet again, Annabelle wiggled out of her underwear and kicked them across the room. She then proceeded to shimmy out of her stockings, bending over to roll one down the length of her leg, displaying her hairy ass and wet slit for her audience. With a saucy smile, she tossed the garters aside and straddled the arm of the chair, her plush rear facing the camera.

Splaying her ass cheeks to expose the tight pucker of her ass and the swollen lips of her pussy, Annabelle regained the fingers that had been buried in her cunt and traced them along the cleft, circling her winking hole teasingly. First one, then two disappeared into her snug passage, pumping in and out at a brutal pace while her other hand attended to her throbbing clit.

“Ohhh gods, I’m gonna cum!” she mewled desperately, her inner muscles clenching greedily around her invading digits. “Watch me squirt my juices!” she cried as she angled her wrist to press firmly against her g-spot. Annabelle’s spine arched sharply as her orgasm rippled through her, drenching her hand as she massaged her pulsating walls through the mind-numbing pleasure.

Feeling sated yet halfway spent, she collapsed onto the chair and sucked her essence from her fingers, whimpering softly from the aftershocks. panting heavily, she purred huskily at the camera, “Mmmm, that was divine! But I’m not done with you yet…not by a long shot!”