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So I finally got a moment alone and just let myself go, because sometimes a girl just needs that teen slut fingering kind of release, you know? I started slow, just tracing the edges of my panties before slipping them off, and the second my fingers found that slick heat I let out this shaky breath I didn’t even know I was holding. My other hand wandered back, gripping my own cheek, and I pressed two fingers in deep while my thumb kept circling—I was already so wet it was almost embarrassing, but in the best way. I shifted onto my stomach, hips lifting a little as I worked myself faster, that wet sound filling the quiet room, and I could feel the pressure building low in my belly like a coiled spring. Every time I slowed down it throbbed, so I didn’t, just kept going until my legs started trembling and I had to bite my lip to stay quiet. When it hit, it hit hard—this full-body shudder that rolled through me, and I came so good I just lay there afterward, breathless and sticky and grinning at the ceiling, honestly a little proud of myself.