green neon heels: Stories, Secrets, and Adventures Beyond Imagination

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