Smaug11 presents a solo performance, a haunting revisit of an ex's memory. In the quiet of her room, she takes a seat, her mind drifting to her former lover. She unbuttons her blouse, letting her hands trace the curves she knows he once cherished. Her breath hitches as she slips a hand into her panties, fingers dancing over her wet slit. She leans back, eyes closed, imagining his mouth on hers, his hands roaming her body. Her other hand reaches up, cupping her breast, pinching her nipple as she continues to pleasure herself. She pictures his cock, thick and hard, and she brings her fingers to her mouth, sucking them, tasting her own desire mixed with the ghost of his memory.