Luxurious

Silk slips over my skin and I feel it everywhere. It cups my pussy with that soft pressure that travels straight up my spine. I close my eyes, breathe, and push my hips into the sensation, craving more. My fingers slide under the fabric, tracing heat and wetness, parting myself slowly. I spread wider, finding that perfect rhythm, feeling my clit swell and my walls tighten. Each stroke deepens, my legs trembling, breath shortening, until the silk is damp and clinging and I am completely lost to the pleasure.