Couch fingering frenzy after his flirty texts

I couldn't hold back anymore after that flirty text from him left me dripping all afternoon. Slipping out of my clothes, I sprawl naked on the sunlit couch, my large tits heaving as I spread my legs wide. My fingers dive between my slick folds, circling my clit with needy urgency, ass lifting off the cushions as I grind against my hand. The warmth of the light on my skin makes me whimper, my body arching when I slip two fingers inside, pumping slow at first then faster, chasing that building heat. I bite my lip, eyes fluttering shut, lost in the wet sounds and the ache only I can satisfy right now, so desperate for release.