There she was, the goth bitch with her dark makeup and leather clothes, sitting on the edge of her bed. Her fingers delicately rubbed against her moist twat, teasing herself before diving in deep. With each touch, she let out a sinful moan, arching her back in pleasure. Her solo show was explicit and unapologetic, as she spread her legs wide and plunged her fingers in and out. Her loud moans filled the room, echoing off the walls as she brought herself to a climax. It was a sight to behold, this goth bitch fingering her twat with such intensity and abandon. She was like a vixen in heat, and I couldn’t help but ache for her.