Three Days Sober and I Grind My Clit Raw

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her eyes lock onto yours, a sly smile spreading as she shifts on the bed, her curvy figure moving under those sheer black stockings. Every move is slow, deliberate, teasing, you can almost feel her heat as she spreads her legs wide and starts rubbing that sensitive spot through the fabric. Her hips shift slightly with each touch, her breathing getting heavier, her moans building.

Your hand moves of its own accord, your pulse racing as you imagine those soft curves under your fingers. She edges closer and closer, her body responding to every touch, every stroke. Her large breasts rise and fall with her ragged breaths, and you can't help but wonder what it would be like to trace your fingers over them. The sound of her moans fills your ears, a sensual melody that draws you in deeper.

As she sits up slightly, a wicked grin spreading across her face, you know she's just getting started. Your rhythm picks up, your ache growing with every passing moment. How long will you last once she really gets going? The anticipation is almost too much to bear, will she finally give in to her desires or leave you hanging? There's only one way to find out...