Passionate Moments in "oss shot"

oss shot begins at 3:17 a.m. in a hotel suite. City glow through half-open blinds stripes her restless body. She can’t sleep, so oss shot becomes her lullaby. Slow, almost lazy circles over silk panties gradually soak the fabric dark. In oss shot, she pushes them aside instead of removing them—impatient, perfect. Two fingers, then three, stretching, curling, until the headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall. When she finally comes in oss shot, it’s with a muffled scream into the pillow, whole body shaking so hard the mattress springs sing. Dawn finds her asleep in tangled sheets, panties still twisted to the side—proof that oss shot worked better than any sleeping pill.