Anja, the blonde teen, is lost in her thoughts, her body yearning for release. She's alone, her room silent except for the soft sounds of her own breathing. She begins to touch herself, her fingers tracing the outline of her panties, feeling the dampness that's already there. She slips her hand inside, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in slow, steady circles. Her eyes close, her imagination running wild as she pictures someone else's hands on her body, their mouth on hers. She's close, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps as she finally finds her release.