My Steamy Story: In an imagined content called "Midnight ...

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Honestly bestie, I have no cap what kind of late-night depraved rabbit hole I fell down, but my algorithm served me this video and my curiosity was high-key peaked. So I’m watching these four total fitness goddesses—Jess, Lucy, Mia, and Emma—each perched on their own damn toilet seats, their leggings pulled down to their mid-thighs, bare skin against the porcelain. The vibe was so unhinged, I was shook. They’re whispering into their mics, all serious AF, talking about channeling rage into their, and I quote, "toilet plops." The trance music starts thumping and they begin pedaling these under-desk bikes like their lives depend on it, their faces all scrunched up, letting out these intense, whispered "MMMMMMMMMMMs." I was low-key turned on in the weirdest way, my own pussy getting slick just watching their absolute focus and the sheer taboo of it all. My hand just drifted south, and I was totally finna join their chaotic energy. No cap, it was the most bizarre, yet iconic, masturbation session of my life. Period.