Kneeling on her bed, Felicia ran her hands back up her belly, pausing just before reaching her n*****s. Savoring the anticipation. Her p***y was vicious in its demands, though, and she was soon circling her n*****s with a deep moan, followed by little pinches that had her panting. Her will was steel, and she kept that slow pace even as her hands trailed back down. One hand arrived back at that tight little pucker, her asshole clenching as she made contact with it. The other gently drifted through the little patch of soft dark hair above her p***y, stopping once it reached her c**t.
Felicia moaned loudly, not careful at all, as she faced her ass at the door. She plunged a finger into her depths, her p***y clamping down, its warmth a delight as always. The other hand, though, couldn't penet
