Newswomen #04

She rolled onto her back and spread her thighs, then reached down and worked her fingers over her pussy. Her outer lips parted, pink folds glistening in the light. She pressed two fingers deep inside, pumping slowly, hips lifting to meet every thrust. The fingers came out slick, then pushed back in with a wet sound that filled the room. She added a third, stretching herself wider, and her free hand circled her clit in tight, greedy strokes. Her belly tightened. She arched hard, breath hitching, and fucked herself faster until the tendons stood out in her neck. Juice trickled down the crack of her ass. She kept going, palm slapping against her mound, until a sharp moan broke loose and her whole body clenched around her hand.