Bored Wife Spreads Legs and Fingers Her Wet Pussy

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her fingers slide slow, her eyes locked on yours, daring you not to touch yourself. Her hips shift, her legs part, and she strokes herself, each movement deliberate. She arches, her chest rises, and her breath catches. You ache as she edges, teasing herself with a rhythm that makes your hand twitch. Her face is flushed, her eyes never leave yours.

Her nails graze her skin, painting a path of wetness. Her mouth parts, her tongue darts out. She's close, but not close enough. You're hard now, your pulse racing. You're wet now, your rhythm matching hers. She shifts again, her legs wider, and you see more of her glistening pussy. Her fingers move faster now, stroking herself with a hunger that makes you stroke yourself harder.

She strokes faster now, her breathing heavier. You stroke faster too. Her eyes flash with pleasure, and you're on the edge. She's on the edge. Will she cum? Will you? The tension builds as she teases herself closer and closer. Her body tenses, her muscles clenched in anticipation. Your hand moves in time with hers, your breath catching in your throat as you both edge closer to release.