Bored Wife Peels Lace to Oil and Squeeze Her Big Tits

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hands trace the lace edges, a slow tease. The black fabric hugs her curves, then slips down, revealing her bare chest. Her breasts spill out, full and inviting. She pours oil onto her palm, rubs it over them, and they glisten. Her hands cup and squeeze, moving them upward and inward. Her lips part slightly as she strokes herself. She looks directly at you, her gaze fixed and sultry.

Her facial expressions are neutral, but her body tells a different story. Her breathing quickens, her pulse racing as she touches herself. She's fully in the moment, lost in her own pleasure. You can almost feel her wetness, her ache for release. Her hand strokes her breast, squeezing and cupping it. She's on the edge, but she doesn't let go yet.

You're hard, your hand moving over your own body in time with hers. Your breath comes in short gasps as you watch her tease herself. You won't last long like this. The question is, will she? She's still seated, one hand resting on her left breast, mouth slightly open, gaze fixed forward. The moment hangs there, unresolved. What happens next?