Hidden Pleasures in hige to deko

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