The Art of Solitude: Hands-on Delight

Lost in the throes of her own desire, a raven-haired vixen, alone in her boudoir, succumbs to the primal urge to touch herself. She slides a hand down her stomach, her fingers finding her clit, already swollen and ready. She rubs herself in tight, slow circles, her breath hitching as pleasure courses through her. Her other hand moves to her tits, squeezing and caressing, as she imagines a lover's touch, pushing her closer to the brink, until she finally crashes over, her body convulsing with release.

• masturbation
• vagina

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