In the quiet of her girlfriend's bedroom, she indulges in her secret fantasy. She pulls out her favorite dildo, a massive, black beast of a thing, and begins to stroke it, her eyes closed, imagining it's her girlfriend's hand on her, not her own. She can feel the ridges, the veins, the thickness, as if it's real. She guides it to her entrance, feeling the stretch as it fills her, her hips bucking as she takes it deeper. She's lost in her pleasure, her moans filling the room, when she hears a noise. She freezes, her heart pounding, as she realizes she's not alone.