Pussy lips part under probing fingers, slick and swollen right there on the sheets. Brunette in a slipping silk robe arches just enough, hand working circles over her clit — slow at first, then urgent. Nipples harden against the fabric, dark and perky, chest rising fast. Thighs tense. She dips deeper, two fingers sliding in smooth, eyes half-shut in the dim light — gasping soft, body rocking into her own touch. Bed rumples beneath her, robe falls open completely now.