Yellow dress hiked for slow garden squirt ride

In the soft afternoon light filtering through the window, surrounded by vibrant yellow blooms, she stands in her flowing yellow dress, daisies tucked into her blonde waves. He's already stripped bare, pulling her close with urgent hands, but she teases, swaying her hips slowly as he tugs the fabric up her thighs, exposing her soft pubic hair and the warmth between her legs. Why now? After tending her garden all day, the heat built inside her, and this is the release she's craved, inviting him to the sunlit room to finally straddle his lap. Her small breasts rise and fall with each deliberate breath as she sinks down onto him, enveloping his cock in her tight, wet pussy. Eyes fluttering shut, lips parting in a soft gasp, she rocks gently at first, the yellow skirt bunched around her waist, building that aching tension until her body quivers, on the edge of soaking him completely with her first squirt.