In the dimly lit room, I stand before the mirror, my reflection a symphony of curves and desire. I run my hands over my body, squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples until they're hard and aching. I slip a hand between my legs, finding my pussy already wet and ready. I slide a finger inside, then another, fucking myself slowly, my hips grinding against my hand. The pleasure is intense, but it's not enough. I need more. I need you, fucking me hard and deep, making me scream your name.