Seventy Two Hours Horny and My Pussy Needs Filling

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her eyes are closed, mouth slightly open, as she faces you topless. Her hand rests near her pubic area, teasing. You can feel your pulse quicken.

She turns away, bending forward, presenting her buttocks to you. Her thong is pulled tight between her cheeks. You can see the curve of her back, the arch of her neck. Your hand moves on its own, stroking. She raises her arm above her head, arching her back slightly. You can see the spread of her fingers on her buttock. Your breathing quickens.

She shifts, still facing away, arm bent across her chest. Her leg extends outward, hand brushing her thigh. You can feel your ache growing. She turns back to face you, arms raised behind her head. Her torso is upright, breasts prominent. She brings her hands to them, fingers curled around. You can see her pinch her nipples, mouth open in pleasure. Your rhythm quickens. She looks down at you, hands on breasts. You can't last much longer...