Playboy Au Naturel - Episode 3

She wore only heels and a string of pearls that caught the light between her breasts. The sun poured through tall windows, warming her skin to a honey glow as she walked toward the camera. Her nipples tightened in the sudden draft. She turned, slow and deliberate, showing the curve of her ass, the soft shadow between her cheeks. The pearls swayed with each step. Her fingers brushed her inner thigh, then slid higher, parting her lips for a glimpse of slick pink. She sank onto the velvet chaise, legs open, knees bent. The pearls rested against her stomach now. She wet two fingers and circled her clit with a lazy rhythm, eyes half-closed. Her breath hitched. She slid one finger inside herself, then two, working them in deep, pulling them out coated and glistening. The camera moved closer. She lifted her hips, offering everything. Her other hand teased a nipple, rolling it between finger and thumb until it stood stiff and dark. She brought her fingers to her mouth and tasted herself, tongue slow, deliberate. The pearls clicked softly against skin as she moved. She spread wider, showing the camera the wet shine, the slight gape, the tremble in her thighs. Her orgasm built in small spasms until her back arched and her mouth fell open, a low moan escaping. She kept her legs open afterward, breathing hard, fingers resting on her soaked cunt, the pearls gleaming against her flushed skin.