My Fingers Crave Your Taste

Spreading my soft thighs wide, I start teasing my aching pussy right where I know it makes me gasp the loudest. My fingers stroke slowly, circling my wet little clit until I’m throbbing for more. I imagine your eyes glued to every desperate movement I make, hungry to see how filthy I can get. The more I rub, the wetter I become, dripping shamelessly as I work myself closer to that mind-melting release. You know I’m only doing this because I want you watching me, craving me, begging for a taste while I make myself cum just for you.