What would you like to do to my tight little pussy?

You're staring at a pussy so perfectly formed it makes your mouth go dry before anything else happens.

You feel the pull of it immediately — something low and urgent that moves through your body before your brain catches up. You want to take your time, to trace every soft curve slowly, to feel the warmth radiating before you even make contact.

You already know exactly what you'd do first. You'd start with your hands, then your mouth, then nothing else in the world would matter except the sounds you could pull from that body beneath you.