Bamboo

She sits alone on the bed, legs spread wide, panties already pulled to one side. Blonde hair falls loose across her shoulders. Her fingers move in slow circles over her clit, pressing harder when the pleasure builds. The sheer black lingerie clings to her small breasts, the fabric stretched tight. She slides two fingers inside, then pulls them out glistening, spreading the wetness across her folds before pushing back in. Her breathing turns sharp, hips lifting to meet her own hand. She works faster now, rubbing her swollen clit with quick, firm strokes while her other hand tugs at the lace cup of her bra. Her thighs tremble. She bites her lower lip, eyes half-closed, and keeps going until her body arches and she comes in tight, wet pulses against her fingers.