Moonlight stripes her body through half-open blinds in "cheating on phone sex". She’s been teasing herself for hours—edging, denying, whispering "cheating on phone sex" like a promise. Now she can’t wait anymore. Three fingers plunge deep, thumb grinding her clit in furious circles. "cheating on phone sex" captures the raw need: hips bucking off the mattress, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Sweat glistens as she fucks herself harder, chanting "cheating on phone sex" like a heartbeat. The final orgasm is violent—back arched impossibly, toes pointed, screaming "cheating on phone sex" so loud it echoes. She collapses spent, fingers still inside, lazily tracing aftershocks while murmuring "cheating on phone sex" into the dark like a lover’s name. 242 words.