Fucking My Pussy Til It's So Wet

I couldn’t help myself—my fingers were already exploring, tracing circles around my wet pussy lips. Every touch sent a wave of heat through my body, making me want more. I slipped a finger inside, feeling how tight and warm I was, then another, pumping slowly as I moaned softly. The sound of my wetness filled the room, turning me on even more. I spread my legs wider, my hand moving faster, deeper, completely lost in the rhythm. I didn’t want to stop; I just wanted to feel everything—every pulse, every shiver, every second of pure, desperate pleasure.