Tiny teengirl

Jordan sits on the edge of the bed, knees together, lace panties barely hiding what they claim to cover. Her frame is small enough that the black bra straps slip off her shoulders before she thinks to push them back. She looks up once, almost asking permission, then slips two fingers beneath the thin fabric. The first touch makes her breath catch. She pulls the panties aside instead of off, giving herself room to work. One finger slides in, then another, slow at first, testing depth. Her free hand finds her breast, pinching the nipple through the lace until it stands tight. A low sound escapes her as she starts to fuck herself in earnest, hips lifting off the mattress each time her fingers push deeper. The wet sounds are louder than her breathing. She changes angle, curls her fingers, and her thighs begin to tremble. Jordan keeps going, eyes half-closed, mouth open, chasing the edge until her whole body jerks and she comes with a short, startled cry that still manages to sound shy.