You thought that tight, strappy black dress had nothing left to show you, didn’t you? Watch me own that stretch of fabric, feel the way it barely contains my nipples, see it cling to every curve while I deliberately edge the line between tease and reveal. My tiny black G-string slides, teases, almost vanishes, and the tension of nearly seeing my powerful pussy will make your pulse pound.
Can your cock survive this kind of delicious torture? I dare you to find out. Stroke faster when I slow, beg when I whisper, and remember every little sound I make as proof you belong to my tease. Keep watching, keep aching, and admit how obsessed you already are.