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