The Grace of "year of the dnake"

Soft morning light bathes the innocent-looking college girl in “year of the dnake” as she wakes up in a dorm room bed. She stretches, nightie riding up to reveal bare skin beneath. In “year of the dnake”, sleepy fingers wander between her thighs, discovering fresh arousal. She bites her lip while circling slowly, then faster, hips rising to meet each stroke. “year of the dnake” ends with her muffling cries into a pillow as waves of pleasure crash over her youthful body.