Behind the Curtain of vr assworship: Life Revealed

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, vr assworship chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like vr assworship”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “vr assworship” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “vr assworship” bliss.