Behind the Curtain of Hidden Desire: wap sex

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