Sitting alone in her room, Mira stared at the computer screen and bit her lip. She squirmed uncomfortably in her chair. She sat there in her pink thong and matching bra, the pale light from the computer illumining her pale skin and pink lips. Her hazel eyes met with her own reflection in the mirror behind her laptop as she slid her left hand across her inner thigh. She shivered and squirmed again. Glancing at the clock, she frowned at the time. It was only 8:59 P.M. She could stay up for a very long time.
The warmth of her vagina radiated on to her hand as she closed her eyes. She almost purred as she cupped her hand against the warmth, slowly rubbing her hand against the silk of her thong. Her fingers tingled. She opened her eyes once more and licked her lips. Though she had committed such an act before, she seemed to almost always start off slow, regardless of the intensity of her mood. Beyond the computer screen, she met with her own eyes once more and blushed at the attention she gave herself.
Her fingers intertwined with her thong, sliding along her skin now. Shutting the laptop, she leaned back in her chair, propping legs up on the desk, giving the mirror full view of her body. Her bra began to fall of her shoulders, revealing her pale, perky breasts. She bit her lip and reached her free hand behind, undoing her bra and letting it fall the rest of the way. She purred softly at the sight of her own nudity, her nipples quickly hardening by the touch of the cool air.
She let out a soft moan as she slid her finger along her vagina, feeling the moisture of it as well as the softness of the skin. She spread her legs further, sliding a finger inside of herself. She blushed as she made eye contact with her reflection once more before her eyes darted to the reflection of her finger inside herself. Her blush deepened as she closed her eyes, moving her finger in and out of herself, arching her back slightly.
She half-opened her eyes, looking at her own reflection once more as she slid another finger in to herself, her free hand rubbing her clitoris. Moaning, she forced her fingers deeper inside of herself, slowly sliding them in and out, slowly speeding up. She licked her lips as her body began to thrust against her hand, her breasts bouncy with her movements. The muscles of her vagina seemed to contract around her fingers, pulsing as she slid a third finger in to herself.
She moaned louder, her back arched, her eyes studying her reflection as she thrust her fingers in and out of herself, her other fingers rubbing and pinching her clitoris. Her breathing became heavier as she moved her hand from her clitoris to her breast, twisting, pulling and pinching her pink nipple as she continued to finger herself.
She shivered with pleasure, her toes curling as she rubbed her fingers against the inside of her vagina, moaning against the silence of the room. She seemed to blush still as her eyes closed. Slightly closing her legs, she slid herself back and forth on her fingers, her moans echoing in her own ears.
Her toes curled again as she arched her back, a shiver of pleasuring surging through her as she moaned loudly. The moan seemed to last for several minutes before she opened her eyes once more. Slouching in her seat, she panted, blushing at her own reflection as she gently caressed her breasts.
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