My Trans Girl Stroking Her Hard Cock on Our Bed

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hand wraps around her cock, stroking it up and down, the rhythm so deliberate. Her body tenses, her abs clenching with each stroke. You can feel your pulse racing, your breath catching in your throat. Your hand instinctively reaches out, as if to join hers.

Her long brown hair cascades down her back, framing her slim torso. Her breasts are small and natural, a gentle curve against her chest. But your gaze is drawn lower, to the cock she's stroking so slowly. The head is slick with precum, glistening in the dim light. You can almost hear the soft sounds she makes as she edges closer and closer.

Your own ache grows, your rhythm matching hers as you stroke yourself. You know you won't last long like this. She's too good, too deliberate in her movements. Her wristband glints in the light as her hand moves up and down, up and down. And then she slows, her strokes becoming even more languid. You feel yourself teeter on the edge, wondering how much longer you can hold on. Will she cum first? You need to see this through to the end.