She Fucked Him Silently, Then Begged for More

In the dimly lit hallway, she spots him, his silhouette framed by the bedroom door. She knows she shouldn't, but her body betrays her, her heart pounding as she approaches. He's asleep, his blanket barely covering his nakedness. She watches, her breath hitching as she takes in his form, her fingers trailing down her belly, reaching her throbbing wetness. She fucks herself silently, her moans muffled, eyes locked on his sleeping form. When he wakes, she's still there, her desire evident. "Fuck me," she whispers, her voice barely audible, yet filled with yearning.

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