As the white girl in jean shorts slipped her fingers into her wet pussy, she let out a moan of pleasure that echoed through the room. Her fingertips danced across her sensitive flesh, teasing and tormenting her aching body. Her hips began to rock back and forth, meeting the rhythm of her fingers as she plunged deeper inside herself. The tension built inside her, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, she felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure wash over her, sending her into ecstasy. Her body arched, her cries of joy mingling with the sound of her orgasm. As it subsided, she lay there, spent but satisfied, the warmth of her body still pulsing around her fingertips.
