Tattooed Slut Rides Dildo in Purple Room

She's riding that dildo so slowly, her hips moving up and down, her mouth open in a silent moan. He can feel her eyes on him, her gaze locked on his as she moves. Her black leather harness digs into her pale skin, the metal rings glinting in the purple light. Her long black hair spills down her back, and her black stockings ride up her thighs.

She reaches down with one hand, her fingers slipping into her pussy. He can see them moving, in and out, and he knows she's getting wetter by the second. She picks up the dildo, its flesh tone almost invisible against her skin. She pushes it into herself, and he can see her hips start to move. She's riding it now, her body moving up and down. Her mouth is open, and he knows she's moaning.

He's hard now, his cock aching as he watches her. He wants to reach out and touch her, to feel her skin and her hair. But he's stuck here, watching as she rides that dildo. She's looking at him again, her eyes locked on his. He knows she's getting close, her body tensing up. He wants to see her cum, to see her body shudder with pleasure. His hand is moving now, stroking his cock in time with her hips. He's getting close too, his breath catching in his throat. He needs to see more of her, to feel himself cumming as she does.