Solitary Bliss: Her Fingers, His Fantasy

In the soft glow of the setting sun, she begins her ritual, stripping down to nothing, her naked flesh glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. She lies back, her legs spread, her fingers finding their way to her wet, hungry folds. She teases herself, her breath hitching as she dips a finger inside, feeling the velvet softness of her own desire. Her other hand finds her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple, sending shocks of pleasure down to her core. She builds herself up, her body tense, her breath coming in short gasps, until finally, she shatters, her body convulsing with the force of her release.

• masturbation
• girlfriend

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