With a deep breath, she closes her eyes, letting her imagination run wild. Fingers, not her own, trace the length of her body, sending shivers down her spine. She can feel the phantom touch, the pressure, the pleasure building. Her own hands mimic the unseen lover, her fingers delving into her slick heat, rubbing, teasing, pushing her towards the brink. She gasps, her body convulsing as she crashes into her orgasm, her body shuddering with the intensity of her solo performance.