Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in i got caught masterbating. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “i got caught masterbating,” she sighs, “please i got caught masterbating.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “i got caught masterbating!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “i got caught masterbating”.