Three Days Alone and My Wet Pussy Needs Filling

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her fingers glide over her wet pussy, teasing every inch of her labia, her clitoris, her entrance. You can see the moisture on her fingers, on her vulva, as she slowly rubs herself. Her eyes are fixed on you, her lips parted in a soft sigh. Her breasts rise and fall with each breath, her nipples hard beneath her tank top.

Her hand moves in slow circles, driving you wild with every stroke. You can feel your pulse racing, your breath catching in your throat. Your hand aches to touch her, to feel her warmth and wetness for yourself. But all you can do is watch, mesmerized by the way she touches herself. Her legs are spread wide, inviting you to step closer, to taste her sweetness.

You're on edge already, your body tense with anticipation. How long will you last? She's not going to make it easy for you, she's going to tease you until you can't take it anymore. And then... well, you'll just have to see for yourself.