The woman lies on the bed, her body aching with need as she trails her fingers down her chest, her nipples hardening at her touch. Her breathing quickens as she slips her hand between her legs, fingers sliding easily over her slick folds.She begins to move her fingers in a frenzied rhythm, the pleasure building with each passing moment. Her moans grow louder as she increases the speed of her movements, her body shaking with the intensity of her desire.Lost in the throes of her own passion, she is unaware of anything else around her. Her mind is consumed with the feel of her own fingers, the heat of her own desire.