

Cara is blonde and blue-eyed, the kind of pretty that lingers. She has used a string of thin single-name aliases, but none of them ever stuck. What sticks is the way she looks when the door shuts and the clothes come off. She gets nude slowly at first, then faster, then sits on the edge of the bed and works herself open with her own fingers until every breath comes ragged. Her cunt gets slick fast. She touches like she knows exactly where it counts, pulling her knees higher, rocking her hips, chasing each wave until her thighs shake and the sheets grow damp.

Cara is blonde and blue-eyed, the kind of pretty that lingers. She has used a string of thin single-name aliases, but none of them ever stuck. What sticks is the way she looks when the door shuts and the clothes come off. She gets nude slowly at first, then faster, then sits on the edge of the bed and works herself open with her own fingers until every breath comes ragged. Her cunt gets slick fast. She touches like she knows exactly where it counts, pulling her knees higher, rocking her hips, chasing each wave until her thighs shake and the sheets grow damp.