Two Fingers Deep in My Pussy While You Watch

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hands, her fingers, every shift of her weight, all for your eyes. She holds herself open, thighs apart, her focus locked on you as she teases the edge of her thong.

Her fingers dip in, two at a time, and she begins to stroke herself. The rhythm is slow, deliberate, meant to build the ache in you. Her mouth parts slightly as she feels herself, her eyes fluttering closed in moments of intense pleasure. She adjusts the thong now and then, or touches her labia lightly with her other hand.

You can't help but mirror her rhythm with your own hand. Your breath quickens as you imagine being the one touching her, feeling her wetness and heat. But for now, it's just your hand and your imagination. She's not going to stop until you're right there with her, on the edge and aching for release. How long will you last watching her like this?