...Kitty Flower’s experienced hands know exactly how to work it—fingers slick with her own juices, nails digging into soft skin. She’s been doing this since before you were born. Thighs shake as she rides those digits harder, lips parted in a smirk that says ‘You want some?’ Bed sheets tangled around her hips, cum already dripping down onto the red floral comforter. No hesitation—just raw confidence from a woman who’s taken everything life (and cock) threw at her.