Getting naughty on Webcam

Sandy fires up her webcam. She places the laptop on her bed, angles the lens, and the show begins. The blonde spreads her knees, then her pink lips, giving every friend watching a clear view of how wet she already is. Her fingers move with slow, hungry intent, stroking, circling, dipping in. Each stroke makes her slicker. She glances at the camera with a sly half-smile, as if daring them to look closer. Her foot slides into frame, painted toes curling, flexing, teasing the air before pressing lightly against her own thigh. She keeps the rhythm steady, deliberate, then quickens until her breath stutters and her hips rise to meet her hand. The screen shows everything—slickness, heat, the quick pulse of her clit under her fingertips.