The lace is making her horny.

It is simple, "That lace hugging your body is making you horny isn't it? I can see it in your eyes, i can see you shivering from the chills running up your spine."

She is licking her lips again, tilts her head back and opens her mouth in a silent moan before answering, "Oooooh, yes! Wearing this makes me so damn hot, I can't even think straight."

Even as I watch, a flush runs from the tops of her breasts to her face. It's amazing how a simple not-true can have such a profound physical effect on here. I notice her hand making its way down her front and slipping into her lace panties seemingly stroking her pussy in front of me, a complete stranger.

Tracy lets out an audible, little moan and squats in front of me with her legs splayed, giving me the perfect vantage point to watch her pussy and begins pumping a finger into herself. Her musk is overwhelming and I can feel my own cock stirring yet again, yearning to be set free.

"You should lose the bra"

She snaps to attention, nods and unclasps her bra while keeping her other hand down her panties continuing to stroke her pussy. She hands it to me and I finally lay eyes on her magnificent chest, free from all bindings, her dark nipples out in the open.

"What size are your tits Tracy?"

In between her shallow breaths she manages to squeak out, "They're 36DD". Now I have a gorgeous girl stroking her cunt, her breasts free to the world, how can I make this even better for myself?