She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her fingers dance on her breasts, teasing you with every touch. You feel your hand twitching, wanting to replace hers. Her braids sway as she moves, drawing your eyes down her body.
Her skin is so light, so inviting. She picks up the vibrator, and you can't look away. It disappears into her, and her face changes, focused one moment, relaxed the next. You can hear her breathing, feel your own pulse racing. Her eyes flicker to you, and you know she sees you.
She leans back, closes her eyes, and your breath catches. When she opens them again, she's still looking right at you. The vibrator moves in and out, slowly, so slowly. You're hard now, aching for relief. She rubs herself, never breaking eye contact. Your hand is moving on its own, stroking in time with her.
She goes back to the toy, gentle pressure and slight movements. Her posture shifts, but your eyes stay on the action. You can feel your rhythm building, your edge getting closer. She adjusts her grip, shifts her legs, comfort and control.
Her expression is calm and concentrated as she continues. You're wet now too, wanting to be where that toy is. Her gaze fixes on you again, aware of you watching. The motion is steady and smooth, no sudden moves. Your ache is growing, how long will you last?
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