Sabrina, in her private sanctuary, finds solace in the intimate dance of her fingers against her slick folds. Her body responds eagerly, her breath coming in soft gasps as she teases her clit, feeling the familiar build of pleasure. She pictures Rem29's soloboy, his strong hands, his firm body, and her own fingers aren't enough. She wants more, needs more, but for now, she takes what she can, her body shuddering as she finds her release, her fingers coated in her wetness.