My Trans Slut Sipped Her Drink Then Fingered Hard

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her dark hair frames her face, her eyes locked on yours. Her curvy body is spread wide, pussy lips swollen as she fingers herself. She smiles slightly, her expression shifting between moaning and direct gaze.

Her fingers move slowly, deliberately. She licks them before returning to her labia, her tongue darting in and out. She takes a sip from a glass, the liquid yellowish. She holds it near her mouth, then places it down, resuming her self-stimulation. Water droplets cover her skin, glistening on her medium-sized breasts.

Her rhythm picks up, her breathing heavier. You can hear her moaning, her wetness evident. Your hand moves involuntarily, your pulse racing. You edge closer, your ache growing. How long will you last? The more she touches herself, the harder you get. Her eyes never leave yours, daring you to cum.

Her body arches, her nipples hardening. She spreads her lips wide, inserting fingers deep inside. You feel your breath catch, your heart pounding. Your hand strokes faster, matching her rhythm. You're on the edge now. One more stroke and you'll cum all over yourself. But she's not done yet.