Transgression in Transition

In the dim light of her room, she stands before the mirror, her reflection a stranger yet familiar. She runs her hands over her curves, her eyes locked onto the bulge in her panties. With a trembling hand, she reaches inside, her fingers wrapping around her shaft. She strokes slowly, her body responding to her touch. Her other hand wanders, cupping her full breasts, pinching her hard nipples. She imagines another's touch, another's desire, and her pace quickens. She can feel her orgasm approaching, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. And then, with a low moan, she comes, her seed spilling onto the floor, a testament to her forbidden pleasure.

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