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