Lingerie-Laced Loneliness

Her eyes meet her own in the mirror, framed by the black lace of her bra and panty set. She's a vision of wanton desire, her body aching for touch. She slides her hand into her panties, finding her clit, rubbing it gently at first, then harder, faster. She's a symphony of sensation, her body moving in rhythm with her fingers, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She's close, so close, and then she's there, her body convulsing as she comes, her juices soaking her panties.

• masturbation
• solo
• lingerie

• solo_-_masturbation