Nudist Girl Goes Solo In The Bedroom Girlfriend G-string Thongs And Mini Skirt No Panties Full Naked Try On
The bedroom is dimly lit,évision flickering in the background as the girl enters, her blonde hair cascading down her back. She turns, revealing her tight G-string thong barely covering her perky bum, the sides disappearing between her cheeks. The mini skirt hugs her hips and midriff, leaving little to the imagination. She looks directly at the camera, a coy smile playing on her lips.
With a sultry sway, she reaches behind to unzip her skirt, letting it pool around her ankles. Stepping out of it, she kicks it aside, now standing in just her thong and crop top. Her small, pert breasts strain against the fabric as she stretches, giving us a tantalizing view down her top.
Slowly, tantalizingly, she peels her top up and off, revealing her bare breasts. Small rosy nipples stand at attention. Turner to the side, she slides her thong down her long legs, bending over to remove it, giving us an up-close view of her glistening, smooth pussy lips.
Now completely naked, she flops back on the bed, parting her thighs in wanton invitation. One hand reaches down to caress her moist slit while the other tweaks a nipple. Enraptured, we watch as her fingers flick over her clit, circling the sensitive bud.
Sinking two fingers deep into her dripping cunt, she moans, writhing on the bed. Her hips buck, fucking herself on her hand as the other hand pinches and rolls her nipples. Rosy peaks stiffen further under her touch.
She pulls her fingers free, glistening with her juices. Bringing them to her mouth, she licks them clean, tasting her own arousal. This act sends a shock of desire straight to my core.
Sliding a hand back to her clit, she rubs it furiously, bringing herself closer to the edge. Her breathing grows ragged, the tell-tale sounds of pleasure filling the room. With a particularly hard rub over that tender bundle of nerves, she comes undone. Back arching, she cries out her climax.
The embrace herself, spent, breasts heaving with exertion as the aftershocks wrack through her. After a moment, she sits up with a languid stretch, a satisfied smile curving her kiss-swollen lips. And then, to my shock, she looks directly into the camera and says, “Like what you saw?”
I can only nod dumbly, amazed by her audacity. With a wink, she blows a kiss before hopping off the bed and exiting the frame, leaving me aching and wanting. What a shameless tease…and I loved every minute of it.
