Squirt Filled Bowl While Rubbing My Clit in Plaid Skirt

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her fingers dance on her clit, teasing, coaxing, making her wetter by the second. You can see the anticipation building in her eyes, the flush spreading across her fair skin. Her plaid skirt is hiked up, revealing her bare pussy, her labia glistening with her own juices.

Her breathing quickens, her face contorts in pleasure as she edges closer. You feel your own pulse racing, your hand moving of its own accord. The first squirt hits the bowl with a wet slap, making you jump. Her eyes lock onto yours, daring you to keep watching. You can't tear yourself away as she builds up again, her fingers moving faster now. The second squirt is just as intense, just as unexpected. You feel your own rhythm speeding up, your ache growing.

She's still going, still rubbing herself raw, still making you harder with every stroke. Her face is a picture of exertion and focus, her pierced nipples hard and inviting. You can almost hear her heavy breathing, almost smell her musky scent. How long will you last? Not much longer if she keeps this up. The camera pans out briefly to show off her torso, her face twisted in pleasure. Then it cuts to her bare feet on the wet floor, a reminder of what's happening between her legs. She's not done yet...