Dani freezes, her hands still on her thighs, her eyes fixed on her reflection in the mirror, as she listens to the voices that attracted her attention in the first place. She lets out a long sigh of relief as she hears the voices fade, obviously walking away down the corridor, and she returns her focus onto her own private enjoyment.
Watching intensely, she lets her fingers run back over her thong, and lets out a small groan as they pass over her excited pussy. Seemingly to be out of her own control now, her fingers run back the route they just travelled, this time with more pressure, and this time her tips clearly make out the shape of her smooth lips inside her thong.
Finding her arousal growing, one hand remains between her thighs, a finger pressed constantly against the black thong, rubbing across her now damp pussy lips. At the same time she watches her reflection as her other hand, seeming to now have a mind of its own, slowly moves its way up her body, fingertips running sensually over her smooth skin. Dani watches as if it is not her in the mirror, as if she is simply a voyeur to this performance, almost holding her breath waiting to see where this hand is travelling to.
As the hand slides across her breast, she lets out breath she had not releasing she was holding, and the finger on her pussy reacts as well, pushing forcefully against her thong, causing the soft material to press between her lips, bringing a second gasp to come from her mouth.
“Take your thong off” Dani voices the thought in her head, hearing it almost as a male voice, and without any hesitation, both her hands travel from their current positions onto the waist of her thong. She turns her back to the mirror, craning her neck so she can still watch her image in the mirror, admiring her firm cheeks divided by the thin strip of material between them.
She begins to peel down the thong, watching the thin strip as it eases itself free from the valley of her cheeks. Lower it goes, until it falls loose around her thighs, and she leans forward, causing her ass to stick back more, giving her an even better view of it in the mirror, her pussy lips just visible to her view as she leans over further with her thighs parted.
As the thong falls away to join her skirt in a puddle around her boots, she lets both hands wander back, caressing the soft skin of her ass, circling the round globes, teasing them, cupping them and pulling them apart, revealing more her pussy that is craving more attention now.
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