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