Thighs parted wide across the wooden chair in the bathroom, she strokes her bare pussy with fingers sliding deep while water bottles sit forgotten on the shelf above. Tiled walls close in tight as her legs stretch out, knees bent over the edges, rubbing circles that make her hips buck gently upward. Fingers plunge in rhythm, slick sounds echoing off the heater mounted high, her body arching back against the hard seat with steady pressure building. Bathroom floor gleams below while she grinds harder, chasing that edge until her breaths come quick and ragged.