Perfection

Sophie stands there and smiles like she knows every thought in your head. Her body is soft, golden, perfect in every line. She stretches her arms above her head, the motion lifts her small breasts, and the nipples tighten in the cool air. Her eyes stay on you, bright and teasing, while her fingers slip down her stomach and part her thighs. She touches herself slowly, drawing wet circles over her smooth pussy, hips rolling with each stroke. A soft sound escapes her throat, then another, louder, as her fingers slide deeper. She bites her lip, laughs once, low and dirty, then keeps going, chasing the heat that builds between her legs until her whole body tightens and she comes with a long, trembling sigh.