I love my cotton candy pink hair that drapes down my shoulders and over my voluptuous and beautiful body. When my pink strands glide over my plump chest, I run my fingers over my covered nipples to tease myself and spark my own desire. A desire that is addicted to the way you tend to all of my delicate, tasty features. My hourglass figure displays my sexual agenda when it carries my favorite red lace panties that plunge themselves into the darkened crevasse that reveals itself to you and my sweet cheeks tease you. You see hints of my sweet spot through my nearly transparent panties when I glide my legs open while you watch and I dive my fingers down to touch the smooth fabric; feeling the subtle curves beneath the thin layer barrier. I bite my lip as I’m resisting the urge to sharply pull your hand in to feel for yourself. I want you to explore my body. I feel the magnetic tension between us and only gravity’s strength is keeping me from crawling on top of you and thrusting my hips over yours at this very moment. Forwards, and backwards; feeling you get harder and harder with every movement I’m dominating over you. To lock you down, I grab your wrists, one at a time, and force your arms over your head.