My Purple Nails Stroking This Hairy Cock Hard

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her purple nails wrap around him, stroking slow and hard, making your pulse pound. Her dark hair falls over her shoulders as she moves, her medium-sized breasts swaying gently with each stroke. Your eyes are locked on hers, the connection between you almost palpable.

Her eyes flick up, locking onto yours with a spark of desire, making your breath catch. She licks her lips, wet and inviting, before returning to her work. Her hand moves in a steady rhythm, her nails scraping lightly against his skin. You can feel your hand moving on its own, stroking in time with hers as you watch. The tension builds, your ache growing with each passing moment.

You know you won't last much longer, not with her looking at you like that. She's getting faster now, her breathing heavier, and you can feel yourself tipping over the edge. Your rhythm quickens, matching hers as she works him harder. The heat between you is almost unbearable, the anticipation building to a fever pitch. You're on the brink, your body straining for release. One more stroke and you'll be done for, but she's not there yet.