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You wake up on St. Patrick’s Day to the luckiest sight of all… me, naked and commanding you from above. My body is your shrine, and I demand your worship. Stare, lust, ache for me. I tease you mercilessly as I watch your cock throb in your hand, stroking harder the more I tease my wet pussy in your face. Soon, I slide down to your level, pressing my tight, glistening cunt just inches from you, taunting you about how deep you could be inside me… but not yet. Instead, I ride the air above you, my tits bouncing as my fingers work my swollen clit, moaning as I hear you jerk faster. The sloppy, sinful sounds of my wetness fill the room as I edge myself closer… and demand you do the same. We climax together, your cum painting your chest as I shudder and gasp, my thighs trembling from the orgasm I just gave myself while denying you my tight little hole. For now.