Five Days Alone and This Blonde Needs to Be Stretched

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her blonde hair cascades down, framing her face as she sits with her back against the wall. Her white t-shirt rides up, revealing her smooth skin. She wears white socks with two black stripes, a tiny gold chain on her wrist.

Her eyes lock onto yours, then close as she parts her lips. A small plant and a sliver of pink are behind her. The camera focuses on her torso and lap, capturing every move. She slowly inserts a pink dildo into herself, adjusting the angle, her hips subtly rocking. Her mouth opens wide as she gasps, her breath catching. The dildo moves in and out, her eyes half-closed, mouth open.

Your hand is already moving, your pulse racing. You can feel your hardness growing, your breath quickening. She maintains the same motion, the same posture. What will happen next? Will she go faster? Deeper? Your ache is building, your rhythm matching hers. You won't last long like this.