I can feel the soft blonde fuzz against my fingers as I trace them over her delicate mound. Her heart races and her breath quickens at the anticipation of my touch. With each stroke, I watch as the resistance grows weaker until it's a silky smooth surface beneath my fingertips. Her eyes lock onto mine in a heated gaze, filled with desire and trust. I lean in closer, my lips brushing against hers as I gently whisper how much she turns me on. She gasps, her body trembling with arousal. The scent of her desire fills the air, making it impossible for me to resist any longer. I lower myself between her thighs, feeling the heat from her core against my face. With slow, deliberate strokes, I trace the outline of her pussy lips, teasing and taunting until she's begging for more. And when I finally touch her clit, she arches her back in pure ecstasy.
