Felicity Fey, alone in her dimly lit room, finds solace in the flickering glow of her TV screen. She's worn out from the day, her body aching for release. She slips off her clothes, the cool air caressing her skin, and sprawls out on her bed. Her fingers dance along her curves, teasing her nipples to hard peaks before tracing down to her wet, waiting pussy. She moans softly, the sound drowned out by the TV's hum, as she brings herself closer to the edge.