Morena's self-love ritual begins with a slow, tantalizing tease. Her fingers trace the length of her verga, coaxing it to life. She watches, mesmerized, as it hardens and grows before her. She spits into her palm, lubing up her cock before wrapping her fingers around it. Her strokes are slow, deliberate, drawing out her pleasure. She can feel the ridges of her cock, the velvet smoothness of the skin stretched tight over her hardness. Her breath hitches as she picks up the pace, her hand flying over her cock. She's close, so close. With a final, desperate jerk, she comes, painting her chest with his hot, white load.