Busting Her Titty Friend Masturbating

Breathlessly, I watch as she gently caresses her soft, round breasts through her thin top. Her eyes are closed, lost in the sensual pleasure she derives from this forbidden act. The anticipation builds within me as I wonder if she feels my presence. Slowly, I approach her, my heart racing in my chest. As I get closer, I can feel the heat radiating off of her body. My hands tremble with the desire to touch her, but I remain patient. Finally, I reach out and brush my fingers against her skin. Her breath hitches and she opens her eyes, meeting my gaze with a mixture of shock and desire. Without breaking eye contact, she continues to fondle her breasts, now more urgently. I can feel the tension building between us, a palpable electricity that fills the air. Slowly, I begin to caress her other breast, my touch becoming more and more sensual as her breath hitches in anticipation.