Alejandra's innocent facade crumbles as she retreats to her bedroom, craving the forbidden touch of her own hands. Her lace panties, already damp with anticipation, rub deliciously against her wet slit as she strokes herself through the thin fabric. The sheer naughtiness of it all sends a thrill through her, and she can't help but imagine her prim cousin watching, his own hand working furiously in sync with hers.