Ezmerelda Cums To Music

Ezmerelda Swann sat back, short dark hair mussed, listening to a slow-thumping bass line while her fingers worked between her spread thighs. She pressed the pads against her swollen outer lips, dragging them upward through thick black curls until they reached the slick hood of her clit. One fingertip circled once, twice, then slid lower, sinking knuckle-deep into the wet grip of her cunt. Her thumb stayed planted, rubbing tight and hard. A second finger followed the first, the pair thrusting with wet, rhythmic suck each time she drove them home. The heel of her palm rolled over her mound, tugging gently at the hair, adding a hot sting of pleasure to the steady friction inside. Her hips rose to meet each push. Her breathing shortened, ribs flaring. When the song hit its thickest beat, she crooked her fingers, pressed upward, and came hard—thighs clamping, cunt pulsing around the intrusion, slick coating her knuckles in quick, fierce waves.