Curly Blonde Rubs Her Clit While Sitting on Pink Sheets

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hand is moving so slowly, just barely grazing her skin. Every touch sends a ripple through her body, and it's like you can feel it too. She's teasing herself, and you're right there with her.

Her gaze drifts up, locking onto yours. Her mouth falls open, just a little, and you can almost hear the soft sigh that escapes. Her fingers dance across her abdomen, stroking lower and lower until they're right where you wish your own hand was. She licks her fingers, the sound of her tongue wet and inviting.

She's getting closer, you can tell. Her breathing quickens, her body tensing. She pauses, looks away for a moment, then her eyes are back on yours. The connection is intense, like she's reaching out to you directly. Her hand moves back to her vulva, the slow circles making your pulse race. You're hard now, your hand instinctively moving to stroke yourself in time with her. How long will you last?