Behind Closed Doors: sweet and nasty

Morning light bathes the bed in “sweet and nasty” as she wakes up already aroused. Sheets fall away reveal fingers already working between spread legs. Slow circles become frantic rubbing while “sweet and nasty” records every wet sound and trembling lip bite. She comes hard, thighs clamping around her hand, then smiles sleepily at the lens—another perfect “sweet and nasty” moment.