Self-Love in Secret

In the dim light of her bedroom, she lies back, her body aching for touch. Her fingers, slick with her own desire, trace the curve of her breasts, pausing to tease her hardening nipples. She's been good, she's been patient, but tonight, she craves release. Her fingers find their way to her throbbing clit, circling, pressing, as she imagines hands other than her own, a mouth on her skin. She's close, her breath coming in short gasps, her body tensing, ready for the sweet explosion of her solo ecstasy.

• sex
• solo
• small-tits

• solo_-_masturbation