Your breath came ragged as your fingers slid lower. The wetness between your thighs grew, every stroke of your new folds a lightning strike. You had never felt anything like it—need spiraled upward, unstoppable.

 

Your own moans filled the restroom, embarrassingly high-pitched, impossibly needy. Breasts bounced under your hands as you pinched, squeezed, tugged. Your knees hit tile as pleasure consumed you.

 

When climax hit, it was a tidal wave. Your whole body locked, thighs trembling, pussy clenching hard around nothing. You cried out, back arched, hair sticking to your flushed cheeks.

 

Collapsing, you gasped, staring at the ceiling. “Holy… fuck.”

 

You’d always thought of orgasms as sharp bursts. This was different—longer, deeper, flooding you with warmth that wouldn’t stop. You couldn’t tell if it was heaven or torture.

 

And you knew: you needed more.

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