In the dimly lit room, she sits alone, her mind filled with thoughts of her desires. She begins to touch herself, her fingers tracing the lines of her body, her breath quickening. She imagines hands other than her own, exploring her, touching her in ways she's only dared to dream of. Her body responds, her nipples hardening, her pussy throbbing with need. She lets out a soft moan, her fingers finding their way to her wet slit, rubbing, teasing, pushing her closer and closer to the brink. She falls over the edge, her body convulsing with pleasure, as she rides out her orgasm, her body shuddering with the aftershocks.