A lonely afternoon

Blue Angel’s got the place to herself, nothing but empty rooms and a serious itch between her legs. She flashes her prettiest pout at the empty doorway, but no one’s lining up to ruin that soaked, filthy snatch. Her toes wriggle like they’ve got minds of their own, usually stars of the show; today they settle for crowd-control on the carpet. Stuck inside, Blue decides to give herself the workout. Fist disappears knuckle-deep in one smooth push, stretching that pretty cunt wide, the wet sounds so filthy you could bottle them. Overhead, her cute toes point straight up, silent thank-you note to the ceiling while pleasure shoots through every last inch. Want a better look at those feet flexing and that pussy gaping around her wrist? Click.