In the quiet of her room, Penny waits, her heart pounding with anticipation. She's been left alone, her body burning with a desire that's been building all day. She can't wait any longer. She starts to touch herself, her fingers tracing the outline of her nipples, her breath coming in short gasps as she imagines the feel of a tongue on her skin. She slips her hand into her panties, finding her clit, circling it, pressing down, but it's not enough. She needs more, needs to be filled, needs to be fucked. But for now, she's left to her own devices, her body aching for the touch that's been denied her.