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