My Hand Stroking His Hard Cock on White Sheets

She knows exactly what she're doing to you. Her hand wraps around his cock, moving slow, so slow. Fingers grip tight, thumb presses the shaft. You feel it too, a pulse in your hand, a rhythm you can't ignore. Your breath quickens, your heart beats faster.

Her touch is all you see, all that matters. The sheets are white, but they blur out as her hand moves up and down. His body is still, letting her do all the work. You're hard now, stroking along with her. Your hand moves faster, but she keeps her pace slow and steady. You can feel your ache growing, your need building. How long will you last?

You're on edge now, your rhythm matching hers. Her hand doesn't stop, just keeps moving up and down. You're so hard, so wet, so ready. But she doesn't give you what you want, not yet. Her touch is teasing, taunting you. You need more, need to see more of her slow strokes. Press play and let her take control of you.