Lone House, Lonely Hands

Bored and alone in the grand, empty house, the young woman wanders from room to room, her imagination running wild. She finds herself in the master bedroom, the scent of aged wood and dust filling her nostrils. Her hand wanders to her breast, cupping it gently, before sliding down her stomach and beneath her skirt. She leans back on the bed, eyes closed, as her fingers find her wet slit, stroking and teasing until she's brought to the brink of orgasm, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

• sex
• handjob

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