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She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her blonde hair bounces with each slow, deliberate stroke. The pink thong rides up her cheeks, revealing more and more with each movement. She reaches back, spreading herself wide, letting you see everything. Her fair skin glows in the soft light.

Her hips move in a rhythm that makes your hand twitch. The sound of her wetness and his hardness fills the air. You feel your pulse quicken, your breath catch. Her face turns, her open mouth inviting you in. She's riding him hard now, the motion fast and urgent. How long will you last watching this? You can feel yourself getting harder, your ache growing.

The thong slips aside again, revealing her slick skin. She's moving faster, her hips bucking wildly. Your hand is moving now, stroking in time with her rhythm. You can feel yourself edging closer and closer. She's moaning now, the sound low and throaty. What happens next? Will she keep riding him like this, or will she change it up? Your hand moves faster, your breath coming in short gasps. You're on the edge now, teetering on the brink. One wrong move and you'll be done for.