Aging Beauty: Solo Ecstasy
A mature woman, once your lover, now finds solace in her own touch. She lies back, her body marked by time, yet still inviting. Her fingers, no longer smooth and unblemished, explore her still-responsive flesh. She takes her time, caressing her full breasts, pinching her nipples until they harden. Her hand travels lower, finding her slick folds, already eager for her touch. She slips a finger inside, then another, stretching herself, mimicking the feeling of a long-absent lover. She arches her back, her breath coming in short gasps, as she brings herself closer to the edge. She adds a third finger, thrusting in and out, her hips moving in time with her hand. She reaches down with her free hand, rubbing her clit in tight circles, sending herself over the edge, her body convulsing with pleasure.