Moans fill the air as the dark-haired woman stretches out on the bed, fingers slipping between her parted thighs. Legs splay wider as she arches her back, the mattress creaking under her weight with every slow grind. Her free hand grips the sheets, knuckles white, while her breath comes in uneven gasps. A small object clutched in her other hand buzzes faintly, lost in the haze of pleasure. The room swallows her cries, but the bed frame betrays her—thumping rhythmically as she works herself raw.
