A Bedtime Story: Sleeping Beauty
"When she could wait no longer, she slid her fingers through her folds, from her clit to her opening, caressing the hot, wet flesh. She lifted her hips off the bed, meeting her hand. She wasted no time in finding a rhythm; her two fingers circled her clit before running down to dip into her pussy, there thrusting gently once, twice, before retreating and sliding back to her clit. It wasn't long until she was moving her hips in time with her hand, her mind awash of images of her lover above her, staring into her eyes as he slid inside her, filling her, completing her."
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