Chapter 68 Midnight Cravings (3)

• The lights snapped back on, a harsh buzz flooding my bedroom as the power kicked in, the sudden brightness jolting me mid-thrust. I’d already shoved two fingers deep into my pussy, pumping hard, my wrist flexing fast as wet sounds filled the air—slick, sloppy, desperate. “Oh fuck—finally,” I panted, my voice rough, not slowing down even as the room lit up, my glasses fogging slightly from the heat rolling off me. My huge ass rocked against the bed, sheets tangling under me, my pussy clenching tight around my fingers as I chased that edge.
• I yanked my pajama top up with my free hand, the faded red fabric bunching over my huge tits, letting them spill out, heavy and bouncing with every thrust. My nipples were hard, dark peaks begging for attention, and I groaned loud, the cool air hitting them just right. “Shit, yes,” I hissed, my eyes half-open, flicking to the mirror across the room—my petite frame a mess of curves, tits swaying, fingers buried deep, a wild, sweaty picture under the stark light.
• I kept thrusting, harder now, my pussy slick and pulsing as I slid my other hand up to my chest, caressing one nipple, then the other, pinching them between my fingers. “Fuck—feels so good,” I moaned, my voice echoing off the walls, the sensation doubling as I rolled my nipple, sharp little shocks sparking down to my core. My hips bucked, the bed creaking loud, my glasses slipping further as I worked myself—fingers slamming in and out, hand teasing my tits, the power surge only amping up the heat tearing through me.