Faint bedroom glow, camo bed rumpled under her sprawled body. Black dress bunched at waist, one leg kicked out, hand locked on rigid cock — stroking steady, thumb circling the tip, building that pulse. Brunette hair fanned on pillow, lips parted like shes dreaming dirty. Pace quickens, grip tightens, balls draw up. Sudden eruption — hot spurts lash her cheeks, nose, mouth in sticky glaze. She stirs just enough to smear it deeper, utterly drenched.