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