Morning fingers deep between her soaked thighs

Morning light spills across her bare skin as she wakes up alone, already aching. Still tangled in white sheets, she parts her thighs and slides two fingers between her slick folds, circling her clit with slow, deliberate pressure. Her long black hair cascades over heavy breasts, nipples stiff in the warm air. She closes her eyes, lips parting in a soft gasp, then opens them again as the pleasure builds. Two fingers sink deeper while her other hand presses down, hips rolling in tiny waves that make her pussy glisten and drip onto the sheets. The quiet room fills with her low, breathy moans right before she tips over the edge.