Bored Wife in Black Lingerie Fingers Her Wet Pussy

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her long brown hair cascades down her back as she kneels, legs wide apart. Black lingerie hugs her fair skin, thin straps digging into her shoulders. Her hand moves between her legs, fingers disappearing inside her. She glances back, eyes locking onto yours.

Her fingers slide in and out, rhythm steady. Her nails are painted pink, a pop of color against the black lingerie. Red lipstick stains her lips, a promise of what's to come. Her body arches, hips tilting upwards. She's lost in the sensation, her eyes fluttering closed. You can see her getting wetter, her fingers moving faster.

Your hand moves on its own, stroking in time with hers. Your breath catches as she edges closer. She's not going to stop, not until she's satisfied. Your pulse races, your ache growing. You won't last much longer. She's completely focused on herself, oblivious to everything else. Her moans fill the air, a soft hum of pleasure. What happens next?