Cherry Chen prowls along a balcony overlooking rolling hills and lush verdant trees. With cat like grace she measures each step. Her fingers dart about her top with precise and predatory movements, baring her rich breasts. The pale crowns swell under the touch of the sun. Then plunging hands into her panties, peeling them from her almost hairless pussy, fingertips tracing the parting lips. Feeding time has arrived for Cherry and she gathers up a huge toy, mouth urgently playing on its head, exploring its countours with her lips and tongue before she arrows it to her waiting pussy.
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