Daisea's fingers dance on the edge of her panties, rubbing the damp spot that's growing with each passing moment. She slips her hand beneath, her fingers finding her clit and sliding down to her wet entrance. She's a picture of quiet ecstasy, her mouth open in a silent O, her breath coming in ragged pants. Her fingers work her pussy, rubbing and teasing, as she edges closer to release. Her legs tremble, and her body tenses as she comes, her orgasm a silent, intense wave that leaves her gasping for breath.