Priya Price retreats to her boudoir, seeking solace in her own company. She undresses, her body a canvas of soft curves and porcelain skin, caressing herself with a familiar, loving touch. Her fingers dance around her nipples, teasing them into stiff peaks, before tracing a path down to her wet, waiting pussy. She closes her eyes, lost in the sensation, her moans filling the room as she brings herself to a shuddering climax.