Hands of Fleshly Comfort

Tired and alone, the anonymous woman finds solace in her hands, caressing her body with a tender yet insistent touch. She traces the curves of her breasts, pausing to tweak her hardening nipples, before sliding down to the warmth between her thighs. Her fingers dance along her slit, parting her lips to reveal the glistening pink within. She circles her clit, gasping at the electric jolts, before plunging two fingers into her depths, fucking herself with increasing urgency.

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