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She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her eyes lock onto yours, and you can feel the heat building up inside. She takes him in her mouth, her lips wrapping around him, and you can't help but imagine the way she'd feel on you. She moves slowly, teasingly, her tongue tracing along his length, and you can almost taste the sweat on your own skin. Her hands join in, stroking him, and you feel your own pulse racing. She's fully clothed, but that only adds to the tease, the blue of her shirt a stark contrast to the flush rising on her cheeks. You wonder how long she can keep this up, how long before she pushes him over the edge. But for now, she's in control, her rhythm steady and relentless. Your hand instinctively reaches down, and you feel yourself hardening at the thought of those lips around you. You're already edging, your breath catching in your throat as she deepens her strokes. How long will you last if you keep watching this? The answer is clear: not long at all.