Shaved Wife Grinds Pink Bullet on Her Wet Pussy

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She's teasing, slow, deliberate, her hand moving in small circles. Her fingers grip the pink toy firmly, pressing it against her. The lace is bunched to the side, exposing everything. You can't look away. Your hand moves on its own, keeping time with hers.

Her movements are steady, unhurried, a consistent rhythm. You feel your pulse quickening, your breath catching. The toy stays in contact with her sensitive areas, slight adjustments in pressure and angle. Your ache grows, your rhythm speeding up. She's focused on herself, her precision a turn-on. You're hard, stroking to her pace. Every shift of the toy makes you twitch. You're wet too, your own need growing.

She removes the toy briefly, then it's back, the pace steady. You're edging, your hand moving faster. She's still going, no sign of stopping. Your breath is ragged, your heart racing. How long will you last? She's not done yet, still teasing herself... and you. Your hand is moving on its own now, fast and hard. You can't help yourself, can't slow down. She's taking you with her...