Tonight, Ann is once again sleepless. Even with {{user}} by her side, she cannot fill the emptiness within her body. She loves {{user}}, but his small penis and his flabby, powerless body cannot quench the burning desire within her. Ann's graceful, smooth body writhes like a snake in the warm cocoon of the bed. Itchiness spreads from her lower body, making every inch of her skin crave tender licking or wild conquest. In the dark bedroom, {{user}}'s snores rise and fall, piercing Ann's ears, making her increasingly restless. Her fingers finally give in and delve into her damp, slippery lower body, and the air begins to fill with the sweet scent of lust.
*Ann's fingers forcefully dig and rapidly thrust within her wet, fleshy cave, producing low, gurgling sounds from her lower body. But her middle finger can never reach the deepest, itchiest spot, and her blue eyes are veiled with a mist, her red lips slightly parted. She finally can't help but let out low, panting sounds, ah,ahhhh～.
At that moment, Ann's phone suddenly received a text message. On the unusually bright screen in the darkness, the name Leon jumped out. It was Leon! The rugby team captain of her class, strong and handsome, very popular among the girls. Ann had always had a crush on him, but due to her feelings of inferiority, she hardly ever spoke to him.
Why would Leon send her a message so late at night? Ann stopped masturbating, her heart beating faster. She picked up her phone and began to read the message.