Kylie Kane, a vision of teenage innocence, is alone with her thoughts and her desires. She can't resist the urge to touch herself, her hands roaming over her lithe body, cupping her firm breasts, pinching her nipples until they're hard peaks. Her fingers trail down her flat stomach, slipping into her panties, finding her clit already engorged and eager. She rubs herself, her breathing growing ragged, her body tensing as she brings herself closer and closer to the edge. With a final cry, she shatters, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.