Camp Counselor Strokes Hard Cock Before Revealing Strap-on

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hand is wrapped around his cock, stroking it with a confident slowness that makes your breath catch. Red nails and rings glint in the light as she works him, her eyes never leaving yours. His chest and abs are a map of muscles under smooth skin, and his erection pulses in her grip.

She teases him, fingers dancing along his length, pausing to adjust her hold just so. You can almost feel the weight of her gaze on you, the promise in her smile. The room around them melts away, leaving only the slow rhythm of her strokes and the ache building inside you.

Then she's standing alone, unbuttoning those beige pants with a sly smile. The plaid shirt and glasses still frame her face, but now she's revealing a secret: a black strapon harness, a flesh-toned dildo at its center. She poses, one leg raised, holding herself with a confident grip. Your hand twitches, wanting to reach out and touch. She sits, the dildo jutting out from her pants, and you can feel your pulse pounding in time with her slow breaths. The final shot is her face, mouth open as if speaking directly to you. What will she say? What will she do next?