Soft candlelight flickers in “lushious lips” as she lies on velvet sheets wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. “lushious lips” worships the way she caresses her own thighs, spreading them wide for the lens. In “lushious lips” her fingers dance over swollen lips, dipping inside with a gasp that makes “lushious lips” irresistible. She rides her hand harder in “lushious lips”, hips rolling, breasts bouncing gently with each thrust. The raw need in her eyes is the star of “lushious lips”, climax announced by a throaty cry that reverberates long after “lushious lips” fades to black.