Bored Wife in Pink Hearts Strips Top to Flash Tits

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her fingers tracing the edges of her bra, the curve of her neck, the soft swell of her breasts as she leans in, just out of reach. Her tongue darts out, a flash of pink, and you feel it on your skin. She's slow, teasing, her eyes locked on yours, daring you to touch.

Her breath catches as she slips her top down, the fabric clinging to her nipples before she lets it fall away. Her breasts are full, heavy, swaying slightly as she moves. She cups them in her hands, squeezing gently, and you can almost feel the weight of them in your palms. Her nipples harden under her touch, and she smiles, knowing exactly what she's doing to you.

She leans forward again, her tongue out, and you're right there with her, your pulse pounding. You can almost taste her. Your hand is moving on its own now, stroking slowly as you edge closer. She's not going to last much longer either, her breath is catching, her hips shifting restlessly. You can see it building in her, the tension coiling tighter and tighter. She's going to come soon...