Purple Haired Slut Strokes My Cock and Licks

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her purple hair frames her face as she focuses on the task at hand. Her right hand moves in a steady, rhythmic motion, stroking you with precision. Her eyes are half-closed, lips parted, lost in the sensation. You feel every stroke, every gentle squeeze.

Her body responds to your hardness, her nipples tightening, her breath catching. The sound of her hand moving over you fills the air, a sensual rhythm that draws you in. She pauses, lifts her hand to her mouth, and licks her fingers, tongue extended. You can almost taste yourself on her lips. Your pulse races, your hand twitching to take over. But she's in control, teasing you with every stroke, every lick.

You're on edge, your rhythm quickening, your ache deepening. She's just getting started, and you won't last much longer. Her smile broadens as she licks her fingers again, savoring the taste of you. You're hard, wet, and desperate for more. What happens next?