Cherry sits on the edge of the table, the Little Red Riding Hood costume barely covering her. The red skirt is pushed all the way up to her waist. Her white thigh-highs and black boots catch the warm glow of the jack-o’-lanterns and string lights.

She keeps her eyes half-lowered, cheeks burning, while her fingers move between her open legs. Slow at first, then deeper. A soft, shaky breath leaves her lips. The black corset squeezes her chest with every movement, and the red capelet hangs loosely off one shoulder.

She glances up for a second, almost shy, as if she knows she’s being watched… but she doesn’t stop. Her fingers press harder. Her thighs tremble. Another quiet moan slips out.

…Just a little more…

The lights flicker across her flushed face and exposed skin while she keeps going, lost between embarrassment and need.

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