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Alone in the fitting room, she shimmies into skintight jeans, her breath hitching as the rough denim grazes her sensitive parts. She turns this way and that, her fingers brushing against her breasts, tweaking her nipples. The room fills with the sounds of her ragged breaths and the rustle of fabric as she grinds against the wall, seeking friction. Her eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation, her hand slipping beneath the waistband, fingers diving into her wet heat, as she chases her release in the privacy of the small room.