Stocking-Clad MILF Catches You Watching While Edging Herself

White thigh-highs torn at the knees, garter belt dangling—she wasn’t supposed to be alone. But when the door creaks open just a crack, she doesn’t stop. Sits back on that unmade bed, legs spread wide enough to see every glistening fold of her soaked cunt while one hand toys with those heavy tits. The way she arches into it tells you this isn’t the first time someone’s watched… or joined in. Stockings slide down as she spreads herself wider, two fingers deep but not deep enough—her hips buck like she’s chasing something only you can give her. No panties left to tear away now; just wetness running down past where those stockings used to grip.