Sensual Explorations in dually bailey

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, dually bailey chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like dually bailey”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “dually bailey” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “dually bailey” bliss.