Craving warmth, she clutches her favorite pillow tight.

The moon casts long shadows across her room as she hugs her beloved pillow, its familiarity a comforting constant in her life. But tonight, it's not enough. She yearns for more, for touch, for release. Her breath quickens as she writhes against the pillow, her body seeking fulfillment. She arches her back, her fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her nightdress, finding her wet, throbbing center.

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