Succumbing to Her Own Touch, SheCommands Her Pussy

She lounges on a plush chair, her legs splayed, a wicked glint in her eye. "You want to watch me come, don't you, pet?" she purrs, her voice a velvet whip. Her fingers dance over her skin, grazing her nipples, making them harden. She moves lower, rubbing her clit through her panties, the fabric growing damp. She slips her hand inside, her fingers disappearing into her warmth. Her back arches, her moans filling the room as she pleasures herself, her pussy throbbing with need.

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