My virgin innie is looking for a friend.. anyone?

You find yourself staring at a perfect, untouched pussy, soft and closed like a secret waiting to be discovered.

You feel the pull of it immediately — that quiet, intimate architecture demanding your full attention, your hands, your mouth. You want to trace every fold with something slower than patience.

You already know what it would feel like pressed warm against your lips, your fingers barely parting what has barely been touched. You lean closer in your imagination, breath catching, wanting to be exactly the friend being asked for.