Bristling Desires: Part Two

The sun beats down relentlessly, driving our protagonist to the brink of madness. She turns to her trusty brush once more, this time with a ferocity that surprises even herself. She grinds the handle against her pussy, the rough texture sending jolts of pleasure through her. She's a wild thing, a creature possessed, fucking herself with abandon, her tits bouncing, her hair a sweaty mess. She comes with a scream, her body convulsing, her juices dripping down the brush and onto the floor. Exhausted, she collapses, the brush still gripped tightly in her hand, her body marked with red welts from her intense, taboo pleasure.

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