Yasmin’s locked in, her soft soles stretched out in front of her like an invitation she didn’t mean to send. She’s watching it all happen, helpless to stop it, her wide eyes betraying the panic she’s trying to hide. The first touch hits, and her whole body jerks, like her laughter’s been waiting just beneath the surface, ready to break free. And it does, pure, uncontrollable, the kind of sound that strips away any illusion of control.

Yasmin’s locked in, her soft soles stretched out in front of her like an invitation she didn’t mean to send. She’s watching it all happen, helpless to stop it, her wide eyes betraying the panic she’s trying to hide. The first touch hits, and her whole body jerks, like her laughter’s been waiting just beneath the surface, ready to break free. And it does, pure, uncontrollable, the kind of sound that strips away any illusion of control.