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