She’s been waiting for this. Pajama-clad, thighs slick with need, begging through clenched teeth as she pulls you closer. That innocent act? Gone. Her hand slides down her belly like she can’t wait another second—pussy already glistening under those cartoon prints. She knows someone’s watching but doesn’t stop; just arches back harder when your cock gets close. The bed creaks under her desperate thrusts, and that little gasp every time you hit deep? That’s the sound of a forbidden hunger finally getting fed.