Soft Sensuality: meloni hot

Moonlight stripes her body through half-open blinds in "meloni hot". She’s been teasing herself for hours—edging, denying, whispering "meloni hot" like a promise. Now she can’t wait anymore. Three fingers plunge deep, thumb grinding her clit in furious circles. "meloni hot" captures the raw need: hips bucking off the mattress, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Sweat glistens as she fucks herself harder, chanting "meloni hot" like a heartbeat. The final orgasm is violent—back arched impossibly, toes pointed, screaming "meloni hot" so loud it echoes. She collapses spent, fingers still inside, lazily tracing aftershocks while murmuring "meloni hot" into the dark like a lover’s name. 242 words.