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She sprawls on the bed, her body a canvas of need. A single finger traces her slit, gathering her wetness, painting it onto her clit. She arches her back, her hips undulating as she increases the pressure, her moans echoing in the silent room. Her fingers delve deeper, stretching her, filling her, as her other hand works her clit with feverish intensity. Her body tenses, her toes curl, and she cries out, her orgasm ripping through her, leaving her breathless and spent.