Bored Wife Rides Flesh Dildo on White Sheets

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She's lying back on those white sheets, legs spread wide, and she's got that flesh dildo right where she wants it. Her hips are moving in this slow, rhythmic motion, like she's riding it hard. Her face is relaxed, then strained, her mouth open in a moan. You can see the tension in her body, the way her muscles flex as she moves.

Her grip on the dildo changes, her weight shifts, but that rhythm never falters. She lifts it out, shows you the lubricant dripping from it, then slides it back in. You can almost feel it yourself, the way she's working that dildo. Your hand is moving of its own accord, your pulse racing with hers. You're getting hard, wet, aching for more.

She flips onto her stomach, rides it from behind now. Her buttocks are round and inviting, that black strap a tantalizing glimpse of what's beneath. She's moving back and forth, hips swaying, and you're right there with her. Your breathing is ragged, your rhythm matching hers stroke for stroke. It's all building up inside you, the heat, the tension. How long will you last once you press play?