

It’s funny… you always say it’s the way I look at the camera that wrecks you. 😈 But if you could see what’s behind the lens… you’d know I’m just as undone thinking about you.
The lace is digging deliciously into my hips, my thighs pressed tight because teasing you gets me wet faster than anything else. 💦
I want you to imagine your hands instead of mine, your breath where the silk barely covers me… Tell me, if you were here, would you rip it off or pull it aside… slowly?