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Kimmy Granger stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring her reflection in delicate white lingerie that hugged her petite, toned body like a second skin. The sheer lace bra barely contained her perky, round breasts, the thin straps digging lightly into her shoulders while the matching thong rode high on her hips, accentuating the smooth curve of her ass and the flat plane of her stomach. A long strand of pearls hung around her neck, cool and elegant against her warm, golden skin. She turned slowly, watching how the light caught the fabric, how her nipples hardened visibly through the lace, how her own gaze lingered on every perfect inch of herself. The sight of her body turned her on more than she expected. Heat pooled between her thighs as she traced a finger along the edge of her bra, then lower, over the flat of her belly. She bit her lip, eyes locked on the mirror, and decided the lingerie had to go. With slow, teasing movements she unhooked the bra, letting it slide down her arms until her firm breasts spilled free, nipples stiff and begging for touch. The thong followed, peeled away to reveal her neatly trimmed pussy, already glistening with arousal. Now only the pearls remained, cool beads resting between her cleavage, trailing down her torso like a promise. She wrapped the long strand around her fingers and dragged it across her skin, starting at her neck and sliding it down over one breast. The cold pearls made her gasp as they rolled over her sensitive nipple, sending sharp jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She circled the bead around the hard peak, then pulled the strand tighter so it pressed into the soft flesh of her tit, squeezing and lifting it. Her other hand joined in, cupping and kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples until they throbbed. She moaned softly, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Lower now. She let the pearls glide down her stomach, over the curve of her hip, then between her thighs. The cool chain brushed against her swollen clit, making her hips buck involuntarily. She parted her legs wider, watching in the mirror as she dragged the strand back and forth along her slick folds, the beads parting her lips, teasing her entrance. One hand stayed on her breast, rolling and tugging, while the other guided the pearls, pressing them harder against her clit in slow circles. Her breathing turned ragged, hips rocking as she fucked herself with the necklace, the cold contrast against her hot, wet pussy driving her wild. She was lost in it now, body trembling, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded with lust. Every touch felt electric, every glide of the pearls pushing her closer to the edge. She needed more than this solo play. She needed a man there with her, someone to replace the necklace with rough hands and a thick cock. Someone to pin her against the mirror, spread her legs, and thrust deep inside while she watched their reflection. To grab the pearls like a leash, pull her head back, and fuck her hard until she screamed, until her pussy clenched around him and she came so hard her legs gave out. Kimmy Granger was dripping, aching, completely worked up and ready. All she needed was that one man to step in, take over, and give her exactly what her body was screaming for right now.