Futa Friday Jessica Rabbit (Patreon)

The club is empty, the bass still humming in the floorboards. Jessica locks the dressing room door and lets her red dress slide to the floor, leaving her bare in the warm, dim light. She leans back against the vanity mirror, eyes half-lidded, one hand resting on her hip while the other drops between her legs. Her fingers wrap around her thick, heavy cock, already hard and twitching with the residual adrenaline of the performance. She strokes herself slowly, deliberately, watching her reflection as her head falls back, a soft moan escaping her lips. It’s just her, the silence, and the slow, rhythmic pleasure of her own touch, letting the tension of the night drain out through her fingertips.