Blonde In Black Babydoll photo gallery
Neu Ling stretches out languidly across the sleek brown leather couch, her body sinking into the cool surface like she owns every inch of it. Those extraordinary, almost otherworldly grey eyes the kind you rarely see outside of fantasy lock straight into yours, unblinking, pulling you in deep. A slow, knowing smile plays at the corners of her full lips as she tosses her head, sending thick waves of platinum blonde hair cascading over one shoulder and across her chest. She hooks delicate fingers under the hem of her sheer black lace babydoll, the fabric so thin it hides almost nothing. With teasing slowness she drags it upward, letting the lace scrape lightly over her skin. Her heavy, perfectly round breasts spill free as the material clears them full and firm, pale pink nipples already stiff from the anticipation and the slight chill of the room. She doesn't drop the babydoll right away; instead she bunches it just under her chin for a moment, framing her tits like an offering before finally peeling it off completely and tossing it aside. Neu cups both breasts in her hands, squeezing hard enough that soft flesh bulges between her fingers. She kneads them roughly, thumbs flicking over her nipples, pinching and rolling until they darken to a deeper rose. A low, throaty moan escapes her as she arches her back, pushing her chest higher, making those gorgeous tits bounce with each deliberate movement. Her grey eyes never leave yours they're molten now, daring you to look away even for a second. That playful, wicked smile widens as one hand slides down her toned stomach, fingers splaying over the smooth, bare mound of her pussy. She spreads her thighs wide, knees falling open shamelessly on the leather, giving you the perfect view. Her lips are already swollen and slick, glistening under the low light. Two fingers part her folds slowly, revealing the wet pink center, her clit peeking out, begging for attention. She dips her middle finger inside herself first just one knuckle, then deeper pumping lazily while her thumb circles her clit in tight, slippery loops. Her hips roll up to meet her own hand, ass lifting slightly off the couch with each thrust. Soft, wet sounds fill the air as she adds a second finger, stretching herself, curling them to hit that sweet spot that makes her gasp and bite her lower lip. Neu's free hand keeps working her breast, tugging the nipple hard enough to make her whimper. Her breathing turns ragged, chest heaving, those massive tits rising and falling faster. She fucks herself steadily now, fingers plunging in and out with increasing speed, slickness coating her hand and dripping down to the leather below. "Fuck... watch me," she breathes, voice husky and thick with lust, accent curling around the words. "Watch how wet I get just from your eyes on me." She pulls her fingers free for a moment, holding them up so you can see how they glisten, strings of arousal connecting them. Then she brings them to her mouth, sucking them clean with slow, obscene licks, grey eyes half-lidded in pure pleasure. Without breaking eye contact she slides them back down, plunging three fingers deep this time, hips bucking hard as she chases the edge. Her whole body trembles thighs quivering, toes curling against the couch, blonde hair sticking to her damp skin. She's close, so close, and she doesn't hide it. Loud, needy moans spill from her lips as she grinds against her hand, tits bouncing wildly. "Come here," she pants, spreading even wider, fingers never stopping. "Or just keep staring while I come all over this couch thinking about your cock instead."
