Playful Amateur Sylvie Pleasuring Herself

I have to say that she looked even more magnificently amazonian when reduced to just the boots and a tiny pair of thong panties, lacy and light blue in a matching set with her bra. My labia curled open, my pussy lips parted, and a hot surge flushed through me, a split second before Tamar’s long forefinger split my hole and thrust into me, sinking with slick adroitness and lubricating wetness into my vagina and invading me deeply, until the only thing that stopped it was the bump of her knuckles against my pelvic bone. In any case, as I reminded myself after my momentary twinge of doubt, I wasn’t going to be the one paying up – she would be, so, yeah, let the bitch name a higher amount if she wanted to, I would be the one having the last laugh in that case.