Cacero, in the throes of lust, can't resist the urge any longer. She locks her door, her heart pounding in her chest. She slides her hand down her body, under her skirt, finding her soaked panties. She pushes them aside, her fingers delving into her wetness, stroking her clit. She gasps, her body writhing, her mind filled with illicit fantasies. She adds another finger, pushing in and out, her moans filling the room. She's close, so close, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. She comes, her body convulsing, her release leaving her spent and satisfied.