“murder she moaned part 2” begins with soft morning light spilling over a blonde in white lace lingerie. She kneels on the bed, slowly peeling the fabric away while murmuring “murder she moaned part 2” with each revealed inch of skin. In “murder she moaned part 2”, her hands cup heavy breasts, pinching rose-pink nipples until she moans. Legs spreading wide for the lens of “murder she moaned part 2”, she dips two fingers inside herself, pumping slowly, hips rolling. The sound of her wetness fills “murder she moaned part 2” as she rides her hand faster, begging “murder she moaned part 2” under her breath. Orgasm crashes through her in “murder she moaned part 2”, back bowing, toes curling, juices glistening on her thighs.