Rebecca's secret has been a tantalizing whisper in Amy's ear, a softcore symphony that's been driving her wild. Today, she can't take it anymore. She's going to give in, to indulge in the forbidden fruit that Rebecca has been offering. She begins to touch herself, her fingers tracing the lines of her body, her breath hitching as she imagines Rebecca's touch. She can almost feel Rebecca's breath on her skin, her lips on her neck, her hands exploring the most intimate parts of her. She's losing control, and she loves every moment of it.