Lost in her thoughts, a woman finds solace in her own touch. She sits on the edge of her bed, her legs slightly parted, her fingers already working their magic. She strokes herself, her hand moving in long, smooth strokes, her palm rubbing against her clit. She moans softly, her eyes closed, her head tilted back, lost in the sensation. Her breathing becomes ragged, her strokes more urgent, until she feels the wave of her orgasm crash over her, her body shuddering as she coats her fingers with her release. She opens her eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, her body relaxed and content.