This teen isn't just hot, she's a walking, talking, writhing embodiment of temptation. She knows exactly what she's doing, every move calculated to drive the viewer wild. She runs her hands over her body, cupping her breasts, sliding her hands down her curves to her hips, then lower, to the hem of her shorts. She leans back, arching her spine, her hair cascading down her back, and then, with a wicked smile, she slowly, agonizingly, begins to pull her shorts down, revealing inch by inch of her smooth, tanned thighs, until finally, mercifully, she's standing there in nothing but her top and a tiny, barely-there thong.