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Locked away, she craves his presence, his touch. But he's away, leaving her to her own devices. She decides to indulge, to give in to the ache between her legs. Her hands roam, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples, before moving lower, parting her thighs. She's soaking, her arousal coating her fingers as she strokes her clit, then plunges them inside. She fucks herself, her moans echoing in the empty room, until she's writhing, her orgasm ripping through her, leaving her spent and satisfied, at least for now.