She knows exactly what she're doing to you. Her fingers dance across her skin, tracing the curves of her breasts, the swell of her hips. Every touch is slow, deliberate, teasing out your reaction.
Her nails are long, painted a pale color that catches the light as she moves. A thin necklace glints around her neck, a small pendant drawing your eye down to the soft flesh of her chest. She's topless, wearing only a black thong that hugs her curves.
You can almost feel her breath on your skin as she leans in, her lips parting slightly. Her eyes lock onto yours, daring you to look away. She knows she's got you hooked. The way she moves is sensual, not rushed, each pose showcasing a different angle of her body. You can see the curve of her hip, the dip of her waist, the swell of her breasts.
Your hand is moving on its own, stroking in time with her breaths. You're getting harder by the second, your pulse pounding in your ears. She's not even touching herself sexually, just tracing her curves, and it's enough to drive you wild.
The curve of her hip fills your vision now, the dip of her lower back arching toward you. You can feel yourself edging closer. She turns slowly, showing you her side profile, her abdomen, the shape of her breast from different angles. It's like she's posing just for you.
You're not going to last much longer. The way she's moving, the sounds she's making... it's all building up inside you. You can feel it coiling tighter and tighter until...
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