My Best Friend Gets Naked in Blue Lace for Me

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her blonde hair cascades down her back as she stands in that black t-shirt, no panties underneath. You can't help but wonder what's hidden from view. She sips from a coffee mug, her eyes locked on yours, teasing you with every movement.

Her body glistens in the bathtub, legs raised high, hand hovering over her groin. The anticipation is killing you. She slips into a black dress, and a man's hand caresses her waist, sending shivers down your spine. Then, the blue lace lingerie, she puts it on just for you. His hand touches her chest, over the bra, and you can feel your pulse racing. She removes the bra, covering herself with her hands, but you've already seen enough to drive you wild. Briefly nude, then lying on the bed, still hiding from you.

Your hand moves instinctively, stroking the hardness that's grown between your legs. You're getting wetter by the second, your breath catching in your throat. You won't last long watching this. She's seated on the couch now, fully clothed again, smiling calmly at you. But you know what happened earlier, the way she teased you, the way she made you ache. You need to see it all again, feel it all again. Press play and let her drive you crazy once more.