Charming Marilyn Sugar

Marylin Sugar finally scores a night alone with her guy. She throws on an outfit that barely covers anything - simple cotton slaps right against her unbelievable curves, showing skin wherever she bends. The dude gets to stare all he wants without peeling off a single piece. Lounging beside him is nice and all, but that heat keeps creeping between her legs. So she sits there teasing him instead. Her hands sneak under that flimsy top. Fingers dig into her tits while her pale nipples get pinched and rolled until the points puff between them. She's rubbing herself right in his lap, bratty little smirk pinned on as she waits to see how long he lasts under pressure before his hands catch her hips and drags her closer.