In the quiet of the early morning, this bi-curious beauty stirs, her hand wandering down her body, seeking the warmth between her legs. She's still in her shirt from the night before, the fabric soft and familiar against her skin. Her fingers find her clit, already swollen with desire, and she begins to stroke, her breath hitching in her throat. Her other hand moves to her breast, cupping it, feeling the weight, before pinching her nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She's lost in her own world, her body arching slightly with each stroke, her fingers moving faster, harder, as she chases her orgasm.