Thick thighs pressed together, the silver-haired blonde in the blue dress drags her fingers up and down her slit while her free hand kneads her heavy tits. Dress pushed up to her waist, she spreads her legs wider, letting out a low moan as her fingers circle her clit. Every stroke makes her back arch, her spine curving off the couch cushion as her breath hitches. With a sharp inhale, she shoves two fingers inside, pumping slow at first then faster, her hips lifting off the seat. The wet sounds fill the room as her dress clings to her sweat-damp skin, her blonde hair tumbling over her shoulders in messy waves. She cannot stop now, not with those dark eyes burning into the lens.