Long Haired Slut in Blazer Rips off Bra

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hands move so slowly, teasing you with every button. The blazer opens, and the white shirt underneath starts to part, revealing a hint of red lace. Your breath catches as her fingers trace the edges of the bra.

The anticipation is killing you, your pulse racing with every slight movement. She's taking her time, savoring the moment, and you can't help but be drawn in. The bra disappears, and she's topless, her chest heaving slightly with each breath. You can almost hear her soft gasps, feel the warmth of her skin. Your hand twitches, itching to touch.

Your rhythm quickens as she poses for you, her eyes locked on yours. You feel yourself getting harder, the ache growing with every passing moment. She raises a hand, her fingers brushing against her chin, and your breath hitches. You're on edge now, your heart pounding in your chest. How long will you last?