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In the quiet of her room, she strips, her hair a wild mane around her shoulders. She sits on the edge of the bed, legs parted, fingers already slick from her arousal. She wants, she needs, something big, something filling, something to push her to the brink. She fantasizes about a cock, thick and long, as she rubs her clit, her fingers plunging in and out of her hungry pussy. She moans, her body writhing, her desire palpable, as she brings herself closer and closer to the edge.