Behind the bathroom doors

Sophie leaves the party heat and steps into the ladies' room still wearing her red lace pantsuit and heels. The second the door closes she feels how soaked she is. She drops the jacket, the lace cups of her bra pushing hard against tight nipples, and peels the matching panties down her thighs. Her fingers slide straight to her slick clit, rubbing fast, breath catching, legs trembling in those red heels. She doesn't wait. She pulls a small silver toy from her clutch, slicks it with her wetness, and pushes it inside. The hum fills the quiet stall. Sophie rides it deep, grinding, panting, lace twisted around her waist, heels planted wide. Her moans get louder, her body tightens, and then the orgasm crashes through her hard and wet.