GloriousPlumber80

Laura’s giving herself the once-over in that smudged mirror and she knows exactly what she sees. Lace pulled taut, hips tilted, that smirk saying come closer if you think you can handle it.

Caught Laura with her hand in her panties, flannel pushed aside, that bratty little twitch as she works herself slow under the lamp glow. She knows I'm watching from above.