Yequis, alone and aching, decides to tend to her own needs. She strips off her clothes, her eyes locked onto her reflection. She takes her time, exploring every inch of her skin, her hands lingering on her thighs, her stomach, her breasts. Her touch sends shivers down her spine, her body responding eagerly. She wraps her hand around her cock, feeling the soft skin stretch taut over the hardening flesh. She strokes slowly, feeling the pre-cum slick her palm, her body tensing as she edges closer to release. She loves the feel of her short dick in her hand, the way it pulses with need, begging for more.