The room is filled with the sounds of my pleasure, my moans echoing off the walls as I push myself closer and closer to the edge. My body is slick with sweat, my heart pounding in my chest as I chase my release. I can feel it building, my muscles tightening, my breath coming in ragged gasps. And then, with a cry, I'm there, my body convulsing as I coat my fingers in my own desire, my orgasm washing over me in waves.