Ivy Wolfe lies back on silk sheets in black garter stockings, one hand sliding between her thighs while the other traces her neck. She arches slowly, eyes half-closed, teasing herself with deliberate pressure and soft gasps. The frame lingers on her flushed skin and the way her hips lift to meet her own touch, every movement drawn out and intimate.
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