Playboy Morning Show - Episode 285

I slide onto the bed and open my thighs, letting the fabric of my panties stretch tight over the soft, aching spot between them. My fingers slip beneath the elastic, finding the slick heat already gathered there. I press the pad of my middle finger to my clit and draw slow circles, the lace growing darker with each deliberate stroke. Breath catches. My nipples tighten against the thin cotton of my top, pressing outward, stiff and visible. I hook the panties aside with two fingers, exposing the wet seam of my cunt. The air touches me, cool against slick skin. I push one finger inside, then another, knuckles brushing the opening. The sound is quiet and obscene—wet, rhythmic, the gentle suck of flesh giving way. I fuck myself deeper, hips lifting to meet each thrust, the heel of my hand grinding against my swollen clit. My free hand finds my breast, pinching the nipple hard, twisting until the sting sharpens into pleasure. I bring myself right to the edge and hold there, legs trembling, breath ragged, cunt pulsing around my fingers like it’s begging for more.