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