Avaaddams peels the leopard thong down and lets out a shaky breath

On a pink couch, Avaaddams hooks her fingers into her leopard print thong and drags it past her hips, her tits bouncing loose. Long black hair spills over her shoulders as she tips back against a pink blanket and arches her spine. One hand roams her chest while the other clamps her thigh, and a low hum slips out of her. Her tongue flicks across her lip as her fingers trace the curve of her hip, breath catching in her throat.