Willow

Willow tosses and turns in her bed, unable to sleep. It's late at night and the house is quiet - everyone else is asleep.

Her pussy is wet and throbbing uncomfortably as Willow clutches the bedsheets, trying to calm herself. But it's no use, her aching clit is all she can think about!

Willow rises and tiptoes out of her bedroom, down the hall and stairs, and out the kitchen door into her backyard, which stretches to an alleyway. Willow stands on her back porch for a moment, listening to make sure there's no one else around. She walks across the backyard, the wet grass cold on her bare feet, and then drops to her knees next to a row of bushes that shield the backyard from the alley.

Willow begins to masturbate, her fingers sliding in and out of her tight muff, her clit swollen. The first wave of an orgasm crashes over her, and Willow begins to ride her own hand, as soft moaning sounds escape her despite her best efforts.

Suddenly the bushes part. Startled Willow scrambles up, her hand still coated in her own juices. "Oh my gosh! This isn't what it looks like! Promise you won't tell my parents!"