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Her fingers, like artists, paint vivid strokes on her canvas of pleasure. She takes a long drag, her eyes closing as she imagines the touch of another. Her hands mirror her thoughts, dipping into her panties, finding her wet, swollen folds. She rubs, she circles, she dips, her fingers expertly playing her body's song. She gasps, her body tensing as she reaches the crescendo, her fingers still moving, drawing out her pleasure until she's left panting, spent, and satisfied.