Fingertip Fantasies in the Afternoon

Bored and alone, she finds solace in her own touch, exploring her body with an eager curiosity. Her fingers dance over her skin, tracing the curves of her breasts and the softness of her inner thighs. She closes her eyes, imagining hands other than her own caressing her, her breath hitching as she dips her fingers into her wet heat. The creaking of the floorboard outside her door snaps her back to reality, but not before she's left wanting more.

• female
• mastubation

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