Introducing Holly

Holly is burning hot and she knows it. Need crackles under her skin. She slides her panties down her thighs and the cool air kisses bare flesh already slick with want. Fingers trace wet heat. Nice, but not enough. Not tonight. She reaches for the drawer and finds her little purple toy, smooth and heavy in her palm. Two strokes to coat it, then she presses it home. Her breath catches as the length fills her. She angles her wrist, pushes deeper, and starts a slow thrust while her free hand circles her clit. Friction builds. She speeds up. The toy slides in, out, again, each pass dragging against slick walls and sending sparks straight to her core. Her hips lift to meet every thrust. Her other fingers work tighter, faster circles until the pressure in her belly coils hot and hard. A low sound escapes her—half gasp, half moan—as her thighs tense and she lets the rhythm carry her right to the edge.