Just stare at her
From Create Your Own Story
You freeze, cock throbbing, just staring dumbly as she on the bed, stretching out her nude body in the candlelight, letting you drink her in. Her breasts are twin swells of creamy flesh, crowned with dark nipples, stiffening under the air’s caress. Her stomach slopes gently down – beaded with sweat – to dark curls between her thighs, a lush thicket framing her glistening pussy.
You’re rooted to the spot as she shifts, stretching hr arms back and letting her tits lift with her chest. It’s a movement that’s almost too cruel. “Too much for you?” her nerves melt away as she smirks. One hand drifts up, sliding over her stomach and tracing the underside of her breast, cupping it, squeezing it while you gawk. She spreads her legs wider and slides her other hand down, and she begins to stroke herself, eyes burning into yours as you watch her.
Her hand sinks into her breast, over and over, and her fingers dip into the sodden crease between her legs as she moans quietly.
Do you:
