In the quiet of her room, the girl's body betrays her. Her hands, with a mind of their own, roam her body, igniting sparks wherever they touch. She arches her back, pressing her breasts against her palms, gasping at the sensation. Her fingers trail down her stomach, pause at the edge of her panties, then slip beneath, finding her slick folds. She circles her clit, her breath coming faster, her hips moving in time with her fingers. Her other hand joins in, slipping inside her, filling her, as she rides the wave of her own desire, her moans echoing in the empty room.