Annie sprawled on her bed, legs wide, plunging the thick, veined dildo deep into her soaked pussy. She circled her swollen clit with frantic fingers, the toy’s ridges dragging deliciously inside her until her back arched. A muffled cry escaped as waves of orgasm pulsed through her core.

Breathless, she wiped it on the sheet, tucked it under her pillow, and headed for the shower.

She glimpsed her mother in the next room, pulling open nightstand drawers, looking for something.

Under the hot shower, Annie smiled to herself as she remembered: that purple toy wasn’t hers. It was Mom’s.