kiara noir: The Extraordinary Tale of Courage and Adventure

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