She calls it 'practicing self-care,' but her flushed cheeks and dilated pupils tell a different story. Her hands roam her body, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples, before descending to the molten heat between her legs. She rubs, she strokes, she plunges her fingers deep, her body writhing with pleasure. Her orgasm is intense, her cries echoing off the walls, leaving her spent and satisfied.