Lucy’s been waiting. She’s stretched out on the couch, looking straight at you like she already knows exactly what you’re thinking. That same passionate stare, those perfect lips - you don’t need a welcome, you’re already invited. She’s rock hard and aching to get off, stroking slowly as she leans back and starts fucking herself with a big toy.
She moans, legs up, pushing deeper, faster - until the whole couch is moving with her. And the look she gives you after she cums? Like she knows you’re not going anywhere!
