Rub one out.

You quickly slide into one of the many empty rooms that you pass along the way. Quickly closing the door you look over yourself. You are burning up and you find yourself out of your degrading uniform before you know it. You withdraw your wand letting it trail from breasts to stomach to Venus mount. Your other hand slowly finding your gushy peach. You closer your eyes as you enjoy the washing feeling flowing through you when your fingers slowly start moving back and forth.