In the dead of night, she was the only one left in the dormitory. This usually pure and lovely school beauty lay on the bed, legs spread wide, her fingers frantically digging into her already soaking wet vulva. She bit her lip, her eyes glazed, and wanton moans escaped her throat. With each thrust of her fingers, her body trembled violently, and streams of clear, lustful fluid gushed from her opening, soaking the sheets. She had orgasmed; her whole body convulsed, and her fluids continued to spray, as if she had lost control of her bladder. She gasped for breath, a look of satisfaction mixed with shame on her face, clearly completely lost in the pleasure of masturbation.
