She's a lady

She stands in a tight mini dress and tall heels, nothing like the schoolgirl look they keep pushing on her. Her body moves with slow certainty as she peels the dress away. Bare skin catches the light. She runs her hands over her breasts, pinches a nipple, and lets the feeling travel down between her legs. She settles back, legs open, and starts to touch herself with steady fingers. Her breath quickens. Every stroke is deliberate. She watches the camera like she owns it. This isn’t some innocent fantasy. This is a woman who knows exactly what she wants, and she’s going to take her time getting there.