Woman in red

Eve smiles and the rest of the room drops away. Her natural breasts sit high and proud, the nipples already tight under the thin red lace. Long hair spills over one shoulder like honey. The fishnets bite softly into her ass, every curve highlighted by the taut red dress riding up her thighs. She lets the fabric fall open. One slow hand slips between her legs, fingers parting wet lips. She plays with herself right there on the bed, thighs spread wide, the red dress bunched at her waist. Her breathing gets shallow. She circles her clit, hips lifting, chasing the edge without hurry. A moan slips out, soft but hungry. She keeps going until the tension snaps and her whole body shudders through it.