Whispers After Dark
But my feet moved anyway, quiet as a ghost, until I was right outside her door.
The gap was just wide enough. Rina lay sprawled across her queen bed, completely naked, the sheets kicked down in a tangled heap at the foot of the mattress. Her auburn hair fanned out across the pillow. She had one knee bent, the other leg splayed wide, and her right hand was buried between her thighs. Two fingers plunged in and out of her pussy with slow, deliberate strokes while her left hand rolled and pinched a stiff pink nipple. Her clit was swollen, peeking out from its hood every time she curled her fingers deeper. A small silver bullet vibrator rested on the mattress beside her hip, still buzzing faintly
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