You Got the View, But Not the Touch
- tori5175
- Mar 29
- 1 min read
You asked to see me in this gown. I let you. The sheer fabric shimmered over curves still tingling from being
used minutes before. My pussy was wet, open, and so clearly claimed—but not by you.
I rubbed my clit slowly, luxuriously, knowing you were watching, knowing you’d never get closer. Then I slipped a finger into my ass, moaning, “Just pretend it’s your cock…” and came just like that. Powerful. Untouchable. And gone before you even dared ask for more.
Watch every moment—face included:
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