There Steffany was, tied tight, skirt forgotten, panties pulled down. Laid out like a confession waiting to be read. The tickles took advantage of her perfect ass and her all her sensitive spots in between. But it wasn’t about what was touched. It was about how she reacted, involuntary flinches, tension in her thighs, a laugh that sounded like a dare. High-pitched. Wild. The kind no good girl wants to hear herself make.
Length: 10:06
Resolution: 3840×2160