When the sun comes up

When light creeps through the blinds, her body wakes first. She slides the silk away, fingers finding slick heat between her thighs. Blonde hair spills over the pillow as she spreads her legs wider, chasing that first slow, deliberate stroke. Two fingers sink deep. Then three. She pumps them harder, hips lifting, chasing the tight spark that builds fast. The need sharpens. She reaches for the sleek glass toy on the nightstand, presses the cool tip to her ass, and pushes. The stretch burns sweet. Both holes filled now, she works them together, relentless. Her breath turns ragged. She bucks on the bed, fucking herself open, cunt clenching around the toy in front, ass gripping the one behind. The sun climbs higher. She doesn’t stop until her thighs shake and the orgasm hits hard, loud, leaving her flushed and trembling on the sheets.