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The room is dim, the air heavy with the scent of her own arousal. She spreads her legs wider, her fingers delving deeper, finding her slick entrance. She pushes one, then two fingers inside, mimicking the rhythm of a lover. Her breath comes in short gasps, her hips moving in time with her hand. She's close, so close, her body tensing, her fingers moving faster, until finally, she cries out, her body shuddering with release, her fingers coated with her own juices. She collapses back onto the bed, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.