She lies back, eyes closed, focusing on the sensation of her own touch. Her fingers trace the length of her slit, spreading her juices, before plunging in, curling up to hit that sweet spot. She moans, her body writhing as she builds herself up, her breath coming in short gasps. She can feel it, the pressure, the heat, and then, with a cry, she comes, her body convulsing as she squirts, her fluids coating her hand and the bedsheets in a messy, erotic display of self-love.