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