Lost in her thoughts, she finds solace in her solitude, her body aching for release. Her fingers, slick with her own essence, circle her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her. She imagines hands other than her own, a voice whispering filthy nothings in her ear, driving her wild. Her breath hitches, her back arches, and she comes undone, her body convulsing as she rides out her orgasm, leaving her a quivering, satisfied mess.