Short Haired Slut Removes Shorts at Outdoor Bar

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She sits there, legs crossed, robe open, showing off her chest. You can't help but stare at those small breasts, the tanned skin. She shifts slightly, still looking right at you, and you feel a twitch in your groin. Her facial expressions shift from neutral to smiling directly at you, and it's clear she's enjoying this.

She starts pulling down those black shorts, revealing more and more of her lower body. Your hand is moving on its own now, stroking to the rhythm of her movements. She smiles broadly as she holds the bunched-up shorts toward you, and you can almost feel her teasing you. You're hard, and it's getting harder by the second. You can hear your own breathing getting heavier.

She settles back into her relaxed pose, robe still open, legs recrossed. You're on edge now, aching for more. How long will you last? She looks down, still smiling slightly, knowing exactly what she's done to you. You need to see more of this, feel more of this build-up. Your pulse is racing, your breath catching in your throat. You're desperate for release now.