Silver hair spills across the floral couch as she arches her spine and presses the vibrator harder. Dark dress bunched at her waist, thighs trembling as her own fingers push inside. The cup wobbles on the armrest, forgotten now. Her lips part in a quiet moan, breath hitching with every pulse of her hips. Pleasure rolls through her, slow and deliberate, until her entire body tenses and her toes curl tight against the cushions.