Sweet as cotton candy

My boyfriend keeps saying I’m sweet as cotton candy in this fluffy, see-through pink dress. The moment I start lifting it up, his eyes darken. The thin fabric slides over my skin and leaves my tits bare, round and soft with tight little nipples pointing right at him. Lower, the hem rises past my hips and shows the neat, bare slit between my legs, already smooth and glistening. He watches every inch. I let the dress drop to the floor and spread my feet, letting him see all of it. My fingers move straight to my pussy, parting the lips so the slick inside shows. I rub slow circles around my clit, breathing heavier, legs trembling. Every stroke makes me wetter, until I’m dripping onto my own fingers. The room smells like sex. I keep going, faster, hips rolling, until my breath catches and my thighs shake with the rush.