Three Days Sober and Riding Your Cock Hard

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her green lace lingerie is teasing, clinging to her curvy body. She straddles him on the couch, her long brunette hair falling down her back. Her hips move slowly, up and down, riding his hard cock.

Her hands grip his thighs, then the couch, for support. She leans forward, her back arching. The straps of her lingerie dig into her skin. Her left hand gestures outward briefly, then returns to his thigh. Her right arm extends upward momentarily. His hands guide her hips, gripping her ass. You can feel your pulse racing as you watch.

Your hand is stroking yourself now, matching the rhythm of her hips. You're getting harder by the second. How long will you last? She's not stopping anytime soon. She keeps riding him, her body moving in a sensual motion. You're edging closer and closer. You can't help but wonder what it would be like to be in his place. To feel her warmth surrounding you, her hips moving against you. The thought sends a shiver down your spine. You're not going to last much longer.