Playmate Profiles - Episode 4

Amy Leigh Andrews leans against the cold marble counter, silk robe slipping off one shoulder, nipples hard in the air-conditioned chill. She slides two fingers along her collarbone, tracing lower, and the fabric parts to show the full curve of her breast, soft and pale against her sun-warmed skin. A slow exhale parts her lips. Her other hand dips between her thighs, finds slick heat, and she presses two fingers inside, hips tilting forward in a single, greedy thrust. The robe falls. She spreads wider, heel braced on the edge of the vanity, wrist working in short, wet strokes. Her head tips back, throat exposed, breath catching every time she curls deep. Her thighs tremble. She pushes harder, faster, until her breath breaks into soft, greedy sounds and her cunt tightens around her fingers, pulsing hard enough to make her knees give.