Innocent in white

Jane looks like an angel in white. She stretches out on the bed, legs spread, fingers working slow between her thighs. The soft fabric clings to her skin. Her breathing grows heavier as she rubs her clit in tight circles, then dips lower, parting her lips to push two fingers inside. She bites her lip and moans quietly. Her back arches when she hits the right spot, thighs trembling. She pulls out, slick, and goes back to stroking her clit faster until the first wave hits. Her whole body tightens and she gasps, still rubbing through it.