Long & hard

She strokes the green felt and thinks of something longer, harder, thicker. A cue is fine for a game, but her real craving is a thick cock filling her hand, her mouth, her pussy. On the table she opens her legs, the black lace thong barely covering her smooth lips. With one hand she rubs her slit through the fabric, slow circles that make her breath catch. The blonde teen pulls the panties aside, two fingers sliding in, curling, fucking herself with steady rhythm. Her hips lift, chasing that full stretch she can't stop craving. She pushes deeper, knuckles glistening, her free hand squeezing her breast until the nipple stands tight against the bra cup. Every thrust makes her moan, legs shaking, the table creaking under her. Nothing beats the fantasy of a rock-hard, thick dick driving into her the way her fingers never quite can.