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