A young European beauty, barely 18, stretches awake in the soft morning light, her petite frame clad in a simple nightshirt. Her eyes flutter open, landing on the impressive morning wood tenting the sheets. A wicked smile plays on her lips as she leans over, her slender fingers wrapping around the thick shaft. She strokes gently, feeling the pulse of life, as she gazes at the perfect specimen before her. Her other hand sneaks beneath the covers, her fingers finding her own wet heat, matching the rhythm of her strokes.