Behind the Curtains: barbie and bratz

Morning light bathes her in “barbie and bratz” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “barbie and bratz” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “barbie and bratz” she comes with soft, sleepy cries, thighs trembling, then licks her own sweetness from her fingers like it’s the most natural thing in the world.