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