Little Mermaid

She sits on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide. Her fingers slide over the thin fabric of her panties, pressing, circling, teasing the heat beneath. The blond strands of her hair fall across her shoulders as she leans back on one hand. She pushes the lace aside and dips two fingers between her lips, spreading them, showing the glistening pink. Her breath catches. She rubs her clit in slow, tight circles, hips lifting slightly off the sheets. The brunette shadow on the wall mirrors every stroke. She dips inside, pulls out wet, then sinks back in, fucking herself with a steady rhythm. Her thighs quiver. She moans low, then higher, chasing it, letting the pleasure build until her body tightens and releases in long, pulsing waves.