
Lyla Ashby lies back on a marble terrace in sheer black stockings and red heels, her full breasts bare as she slides a hand between her thighs. She shifts onto a carved wooden chair, legs spread, gripping the armrest while her fingers trace the lace tops of her stockings. The afternoon light catches every curve as she arches and teases, lost in slow, deliberate pleasure.
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