Privacy's Price: Me and My Palm

Alone in the dimly lit room, I surrender to my primal urges. My hand traces the curves of my body, igniting a fire within. I close my eyes, imagining forbidden fantasies, as my fingers find their way to my wet, aching center. My breath hitches, each touch sending waves of pleasure through me. I'm lost in my own world, a world where only I exist, where only my pleasure matters.

• masturbation
• me

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