Deep eyes

Aisha looks at you and you feel the pull right away. Her eyes are big, brown, almost too pretty for what she’s thinking. She doesn’t hide it. She lets the heat show. Blonde hair falls over one shoulder, a sliver of black lace peeking from under a soft robe. She slides a hand down her stomach, fingers tracing the edge of her panties before slipping inside. Her breath catches, then steadies as she works herself open, slow and sure. The lace shifts with every move, barely covering what she wants you to see. She watches you the whole time, lips parted, never looking away.