My Tattooed Slut Plays with Her Pussy While I Fuck

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her fingers tracing slow circles on her wet pussy as you drive deep inside her. Every twitch of her body, every flicker of her eyes closed in pleasure, makes your pulse pound harder. You feel the heat around you, the slick glide of your strokes. Your breath catches in your throat as she edges closer, her mouth parting softly.

Her hand moves faster now, her hips rising to meet you. The sounds of her wetness and your heavy breathing fill the air. You're getting harder, your strokes more urgent. You can feel your own climax building, the ache growing with each thrust. But not yet, not until you see her tip over the edge. She's so close, her body tense and trembling. Your strokes get harder, deeper, and she gasps, her fingers moving wildly on her clit.

You're on the edge now, your pulse racing, your breath coming in ragged gasps. You need to see her cum first, need to feel her pussy clench around you as she lets go. She's so close, right on the edge. Keep watching, keep stroking, until she tips over and takes you with her. You can feel it building, the pressure growing with each stroke. Don't look away now, not when she's so close.