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Leya Noir
Shaved Pussy
Natural Breast
Natural Breasts
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Leya
Noir
for
ONLY
Tarts
Seen
Her
Stepdad
In
A
Long
time
and
the
Absence
had
Settled
into
something
Restless
she
Missed
HIM
ENOUGH
To
come
OVER
with
SURPRISE
no
OF
Words
Sitting
FRONT
slowly
lifted
TOP
showed
natural
Breasts
Cupping
THEM
Letting
Look
then
Turned
rolled
hips
Started
peeling
rest
clothes
Away
piece
By
each
Movement
Unhurried
as
If
Waiting
Itself
was
PART
GIFT
WHEN
Last
Fabric
Fell
He
saw
small
Gleaming
buttplug
Ass
Back
Shoulder
Quiet
Knowing
smile
on
lips
Sat
down
Couch
Arched
began
Twerk
round
Moving
Slow
Heavy
Waves
plug
Catching
light
every
Roll
room
felt
Tighter
spoke
Reached
between
legs
rubbing
clit
Deliberate
Circles
still
Against
two
FINGERS
Slid
Smooth
shaved
pussy
Moment
LATER
Working
Out
while
other
HAND
Stayed
breast
Soft
Needy
Moans
FILLED
fucked
herself
Deeper
making
Stroke
Feel
Fuller
rubbed
faster
Thighs
Trembling
UNTIL
shaky
cry
Left
came
hard
Buried
inside
Pulsing
There
Breathing
heavily
Pulled
wet
from
brought
mouth
Licked
Clean
Looked
at
Again
Cheeks
flushed
that
same
Returning
—
This
first
Planned
Description:
Leya Noir hadn’t seen her stepdad in a long time, and the absence had settled into something restless. She missed him enough to come over with a surprise she had no intention of explaining in words. Sitting in front of him, she slowly lifted her top and showed him her natural breasts, cupping them, letting him look. Then she turned, rolled her hips, and started peeling the rest of her clothes away piece by piece, each movement unhurried, as if the waiting itself was part of the gift. When the last of the fabric fell, he saw the small, gleaming buttplug seated in her ass. Leya glanced back over her shoulder, a quiet, knowing smile on her lips, and sat down on the couch. She arched her back and began to twerk, her round ass moving in slow, heavy waves, the plug catching the light with every roll of her hips. The room felt tighter. Neither of them spoke. She reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit in small, deliberate circles, still moving against the couch. Two fingers slid into her smooth shaved pussy a moment later, working in and out while her other hand stayed on her breast. Soft, needy moans filled the quiet as she fucked herself deeper, the plug making every stroke feel fuller. She rubbed faster, thighs trembling, until a long shaky cry left her and she came hard, fingers buried inside her pulsing pussy. Leya stayed there for a moment, breathing heavily. Then she pulled her wet fingers from between her legs, brought them to her mouth, and licked them clean. She looked at him again, cheeks flushed, that same small smile returning — as if this was only the first surprise she had planned for him.
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