Riss pulls her halter cup aside and rolls a pierced nipple between her fingers

At a table, Riss chats while her hands drift across her chest and stomach. She squeezes her tits together in the halter top, then hooks one cup aside to free a pierced nipple and pinches it between her fingers. Turning sideways, she drags a palm along the curve of her ass, the pink thong pulled snug between her cheeks. She leans down to fuss with the knot at her hip, bottoms riding up as she flaunts the width of her hips and the soft swell of her belly, purple nails gripping her thigh while she pouts.