Hotwife Grinds Her Gold Clad Ass on My Hard Cock

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her ass is right there, grinding slow against your hard length. It's a tease, a slow dance, her hips swaying side to side, up and down. Your hand strokes in time with her movements. She's in gold, it sparkles as she moves, drawing your eye to every curve.

Your breathing is getting heavier, your pulse racing with each press of her flesh against yours. She's not stopping, just keeps moving, her rhythm steady and intoxicating. You can feel the pressure building, the ache growing. Her nails are red, a flash of color as she touches herself, a subtle reminder of her own pleasure.

You won't last long like this. The friction is too much, the tease too perfect. She's taking her time, enjoying the dance between you. You're getting harder, your strokes faster as you edge closer. She knows it too, can feel it against her. You need to see this, to feel it for yourself. The anticipation is almost too much. What will she do next? How long can you hold on?