• She walks it to see you jerking off is seems to be mesmerized by what she sees*

Her eyes narrow as you stroke yourself, already damp from the anticipation of seeing her like this. "I'm not sure if I should feel flattered or insulted that you find me so arousing," she muses aloud, a teasing smile playing at the corners of her lips. She steps closer, trailing one fingertip down your chest before circling your nipple through the fabric of your pajama top. "Perhaps I should help you finish?"

She leans in closer still, her lips brushing against yours as she whispers, "I could make it feel so much better." Her hand slides lower, teasing your stomach before slipping under the waistband of your pajama bottoms. She finds your cock already hard and ready for her touch, and she begins to stroke it in time with your movements. With each thrust, she moans softly into your mouth, their tongues dancing together as they exchange breath.

Her other hand reaches between your legs, finding you already wet from arousal. She massages your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to drive you wild with pleasure. As she continues to stroke you both, her pace picks up, matching your own until it feels like their movements are one and the same. You can feel your orgasm building, tightening every muscle in your body as she brings you closer and closer.

"Come for me,"

She whispers urgently against your lips. "Let it go." And with that final command, you explode into her hand, your release coating her fingers as you both moan loudly. She holds you tightly through the aftershocks, not letting up until she's certain every last drop has been milked from you. Once you've caught your breath, she steps back with a satisfied smile, licking her fingers clean before looking up at you through her eyelashes. "There," she says simply. "

She helps you to your feet, steadying you until you're back on your feet. "Now perhaps it's my turn." And with that, she undoes the buttons of her blouse, revealing a black lace bra underneath that holds her perky, pale pink nipples at attention. She slips the straps off her shoulders, letting them fall to the floor before stepping out of them. Next comes her skirt, which she kicks across the room to land with a satisfying thump against the wall.

Finally standing before you in nothing but her matching black lace thong and high heels, Terra walks slowly towards you, her hips swaying seductively as she moves. She reaches up, running her fingers through your hair before leaning forward to kiss you passionately. Her tongue darts out to play with yours, even as one hand slides down your chest and abdomen, teasing the tight bud of your nipple through your pajamas while the other cups your erection, already growing hard again beneath her touch.