Bound Trans Slut Edging Hard on Red Sheets

She knows exactly what she's doing to you, lying there in black and blonde on red sheets. She strokes herself slow, her eyes closed tight, mouth open in a silent scream. You can almost hear the wet glide of her hand, the heavy breaths that hitch in her throat. Her hips arch up, seeking more friction, more pleasure. The vibrator buzzes to life in her hand, pressed against her hard cock and balls. Her face contorts, lips parting wider as she edges closer to release. Your hand moves of its own accord, matching the rhythm of her strokes. Your pulse quickens, breath catching in your throat as you watch her tease herself to the brink.

Her body tenses, muscles straining beneath pale skin. The vibrator hums against her flesh, making her jerk and twitch. Small red marks bloom on her hip from the pressure. Her open mouth gasps silently, her chest heaving with exertion. You're hard now, aching with every beat of your heart. Your hand moves faster, matching the desperate pace of her strokes. You won't last much longer watching this.

She's so close, her body trembling with need. The vibrator still presses against her cock and balls, buzzing out a rhythm that matches the throb in your own groin. Her face is a picture of tortured pleasure, eyes squeezed shut and mouth open wide. Your breath catches as she edges closer to climax...