How I do it...

You want to see how I touch myself? Fine. Watch close. My fingers know every inch, every trick I keep for nights alone. I spread my thighs wider, show you the way I part my lips, the way I circle my clit until it swells under my fingertips. The wetness gathers fast. I dip two fingers inside, drag them back up, smear it over that sensitive spot again and again until my hips start to rock. I reach for the toy on the nightstand, thick and smooth, and slide it between my folds. Slow at first, just the tip, letting my body open around it. Then deeper, steady, each thrust making a wet sound that fills the room. My free hand stays busy, pinching one nipple, rolling it until the sting shoots straight between my legs. I fuck myself harder, legs shaking, breath sharp. My clit throbs under my thumb while the dildo works me open, hitting that spot over and over until I break. I come hard, cunt clenching, thighs trembling, mouth open with a long, low moan I don’t bother to hide. I keep the toy inside until the last pulse fades, then pull it out slow, letting you see how slick it is before I set it aside. That’s how I do it when no one’s watching. Except now you are.