Secret Fantasies in little bently

Morning light bathes her in “little bently” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “little bently” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “little bently” she comes with soft, sleepy cries, thighs trembling, then licks her own sweetness from her fingers like it’s the most natural thing in the world.