Never Alone

Mona stands naked in the empty room. She knows you are watching and the thought makes her wet. She picks up the blue dildo, runs her fingers along its smooth length, then slides the tip between her lips to coat it with spit. Her hand moves lower, parting her folds, circling her clit in slow, deliberate strokes. She presses the toy against her entrance and pushes it inside, taking it deep, then pulling it back in a steady rhythm. Her other hand kneads her breasts, pinching each nipple until they stiffen. She climbs onto the bed, spreads her legs wider, and fucks herself harder, the wet sounds filling the quiet space. Her hips lift to meet every thrust. Breath quickens. She grinds her clit with two fingers while the dildo stays buried, twisting inside her. Mona closes her eyes, mouth open, coming hard around the toy, legs trembling, the aftershocks rolling through her as she keeps the pressure steady until the last pulse fades.