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She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hands move so slowly, teasing every inch of her body. She strokes her lower abdomen, then her chest, her fingers tracing gentle curves. Her breathing gets heavier, her hips start to shift. You can't help but stroke right along with her.

Her right hand slips down, resting near her hip. Her left arm relaxes beside her, inviting you to imagine your own touch. Then she finds what she's looking for, her fingers tracing soft folds of skin. She touches herself so gently at first, then her fingers slide inside, moving with a rhythm that makes you ache. You can almost feel the wetness, the heat of her body. Your pulse quickens, your hand moves faster.

Her hips arch up, her body responding to every touch. You're on the edge, wondering how long you'll last. She's completely lost in her own pleasure, oblivious to anything else. Every twitch of her muscles makes you harder. Every sound she makes is like a stroke of your own. She's getting closer, her movements more urgent. And then she just keeps going, leaving you desperate for more.