I love the way these pantyhose cling to my skin, the fabric just barely separating my fingertips from my desperate pussy. I rub slow circles over myself, teasing us both—you can almost see how wet I am through the nylon. Almost. But I want you to see. My fingers curl into the material, gripping tight before I tear them apart in one smooth motion. No accidents here, baby. Just me getting exactly what I want— my pussy dripping, and this dildo about to fuck me senseless. Hear how messy I sound when I slide it in? Watch how my tight little cunt grips the shaft, creamy and swollen? Yeah, keep staring. This is what happens when I decide not to be patient.