Silent moments

She picks a quiet corner whenever she has the time. Just her, the stillness, and the thick dildo she keeps close. The silence breaks the moment she slides it in. Her blonde hair falls over one shoulder as her legs part, and the wet sound of her cunt opening fills the room. She moves slow at first, then faster, pushing deeper, hips rocking with each stroke. A soft moan slips out. She bites her lip. Her other hand finds her breast, fingers teasing the nipple until it stiffens. She watches the way the toy glistens when it comes out, then drives it back in. Her breath grows short. Her thighs tremble. She doesn’t need anything else. Just this. Just her body answering the rhythm she sets.