Bored Wife Fists Her Wet Pussy Alone

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her eyes lock onto yours, her dark hair spilling around her, that red braid a fiery spark against the white towel beneath her. She's all curves, her medium breasts swaying with each breath as she lies back, her slim body spread wide for you.

Her hand moves slowly, teasingly, tracing the contours of her pussy before slipping inside. You can see the tension build in her face, her mouth open in a silent moan as she strokes herself. Her breathing quickens, her chest rising and falling faster with each passing moment. Your hand moves of its own accord, your pulse racing in time with hers.

She tips over the edge, her entire hand disappearing into her wet pussy. Her left leg lifts, bending toward her chest as she takes herself deeper. Her mouth is open now, gasping in pleasure. You're hard, your rhythm matching hers as you stroke yourself. She removes her hand, returning to fingering herself as she gazes directly at you. You're on edge, aching to cum. Will you last longer than this wife's solo session?