Tattooed Trans Slut Spreads Her Ass for You

She knows exactly what she's doing to you.

She stands there, naked, her long black hair framing her face, her light brown skin glowing in the light. Her small breasts are pert, her flat stomach a canvas for her tattoos. She touches herself, her hands roaming over her body, her fingers tracing the curves of her breasts. She looks at you, her eyes locking onto yours, her pink lipstick curling into a sly smile. She turns, showing you her back, her buttocks round and inviting. She spreads herself for you, her fingers parting her cheeks, revealing the hidden places of her body. Her eyes never leave yours, daring you to look away.

You feel your pulse racing, your breath catching in your throat. Your hand moves on its own, stroking the hardness that's growing between your legs. You edge closer, your eyes fixed on hers, your body aching with need. You know you won't last long, not with her looking at you like that.

She's still standing there, waiting for you to join her. What are you going to do?