Her nails were lethal—inch-and-a-half stilettos, painted a deep, glossy plum, sharp and wicked, glinting as she flexed them, a smirk curling her lips. Sasha pulled it out, dripping, and straddled her, grinding her own cunt on Lena’s thigh—fishnets rasping—until she came too, plum claws digging into Lena’s shoulders, a low “fuck yes” spilling out. xxx hd Sasha broke first, smirking, and grabbed Lena’s stiletto—red, glossy, wicked. “Fuck—your nails—” Lena gasped, grinding harder, pussy throbbing as Sasha’s claws scraped her ass, pulling her in tighter. Lena’s red nails clawed the air, then Sasha’s arm—as she bucked, the heel pumping, pussy clenching around it. “These,” she said, voice low, “are gonna feel so fucking good.” She dragged her plum nails lightly down Lena’s arm—slow, teasing, leaving faint pink lines—and Lena shivered, heat pooling between her legs, pantyhose already damp. Sasha emerged from the bathroom, and Lena’s breath caught.
