Hairy Hand Pressed My Right Tit While I Squeezed

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She squeezes her tits so hard they jiggle, her red nails digging deep. Her curly brown hair bounces with each movement, framing her face as her mouth falls open. She's lost in it, and so are you.

Her skin flushes, getting hotter by the second. A hairy arm slips into view, a watch glinting on the wrist. Fingers press against her right tit, making her head tilt back. Her breath hitches, and so does yours. The man's cock brushes against her, teasing both of you. You can feel your pulse racing, your hand moving on its own.

You're edging fast, but this just started. She's still squeezing, still arching back. The man's hand hasn't moved, just presses harder. Your rhythm picks up, but you won't last. Not like this. She moans softly, her eyes fluttering closed. You're right there with her, your breath catching in your throat. The air is thick with tension, heavy with anticipation. Your hand strokes faster, your body aching for release. But you want to see more, feel more. You need to see how far she'll go, how long she'll tease you before she lets you cum.