Instead of crying alone in the bathroom, I achieve an intense orgasm

After a heated argument with my boyfriend, I found myself retreating to the sanctuary of the bathroom, my emotions weighing heavily on my heart. As I sat there, on the edge of the tub, I felt a sudden surge of desire coursing through my veins. Ignoring the tears that trailed down my face, I succumbed to the primal urge and began to pleasure myself, my fingers exploring every inch of my petite, yet tantalizing form.My hands roamed over my voluptuous breasts, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. With my back to the mirror, I could see my reflection, a vision of pure ecstasy as I pleasured myself. The sight only fueled my desire further, driving me to push myself harder, to reach new heights of pleasure.As the waves of pleasure built, I could feel my body trembling, my every muscle tensed in anticipation of the climax. With a loud moan, I reached the peak, my body convulsing as I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life. The room echoed with my cries of pleasure, a stark contrast to the tears that had previously flowed.