She knows exactly what she's doing to you.
Her fingers tease the hem of her shirt, pulling it up, up, up. Her breasts are perfect, a gentle curve. Her nipples are hard. She's playing with them, rolling them between her fingers. Her eyes never leave the screen. She knows you're watching.
Her hand slips down, down, down. She wraps her fingers around her cock, stroking it slow. So slow. You can feel your pulse in your fingertips. Your breath catches in your throat. She's getting harder, thicker. Her hips shift, just a little. The sound of her stroking fills the air.
Her rhythm is steady, building tension. You can feel your own ache growing. You're getting hard, wet. Your hand moves on its own, matching her stroke for stroke. She's looking right at you, her eyes locked on yours through the screen. You can't look away. Your breathing quickens, your heart pounding in your chest.
She edges closer, closer, but doesn't go over. She keeps stroking, her body tense with need. You can feel yourself getting closer too, your release building. But she doesn't let you have it yet. She just keeps teasing, stroking, playing with herself for you.
You're so close now, your body aching with anticipation. But she's not done yet. She's going to keep you on the edge until you can't take it anymore. And then... maybe then she'll let you come. Maybe then she'll give you what you're begging for.
What will she do next? Will she finally let herself go? Will she give you the release you're desperate for? There's only one way to find out...
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