Pregnant Wife Lets Girlfriend Rub Pink Toes on Belly

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her pink toes are a blur, rubbing over the curve of her belly. The light catches the polish, making it glow. Your hand tightens, your breath quickens. She's slow, deliberate, teasing every inch of her skin.

Her girlfriend's legs are spread, her bodysuit riding up as she moves closer. The pregnant woman's eyes flicker up, then back down to the foot stroking her. The touch is gentle, but you can see the tension building. Your pulse pounds in your ears, your heart racing with anticipation.

The pressure builds, your ache growing with each stroke. You're hard, wet, on edge. How long will you last? The foot presses harder, the toes curling over the edge of her panties. Your hand moves faster, your breath coming in short gasps. It's almost too much to bear. You're desperate for more, for the touch to go deeper, to feel the release building inside her.

But she's in control, moving at her own pace. The tease is agonizing, delicious. Your rhythm quickens, your hand stroking in time with her foot. You're on the brink, but she's not done yet. The foot slows, then stops, resting lightly on her lower abdomen. Your breath catches, waiting for what comes next. Will she push you over the edge?