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