Pleasure reading – I ride myself

With her lips slightly parted, the lady reads an erotic novel—words that caress her imagination, touching her more deeply than any lover could. Her hand wanders lower, the pages crunching beneath her fingers. When the desire becomes too strong, she reaches for her new toy and straddles it, her thighs trembling with desire. Riding the wave of arousal, she lets herself drift—pushed by her imagination, ridden by desire, until she sinks into climax, moaning.