With a towel wrapped around me, I sit on the bathroom counter, my legs spread, inviting myself to touch what I've been craving all day. I let my fingers glide over my wet folds, feeling the heat building between my legs. My other hand finds my breast, squeezing and pinching my nipple, sending waves of pleasure through me. I picture a stranger's hands, their mouth, their cock, and it's enough to send me over the edge, my body trembling as I claim my pleasure, all for myself.