Tired from a long day at work, Tallulah finds herself alone in her apartment, the remnants of the day's stress still clinging to her. She peels off her conservative blouse and skirt, revealing a lacy bra and panty set. Her fingers trace the delicate fabric, feeling the dampness that's been building. She kicks off her heels, the click of the soles on the hardwood floor echoing in the silent room. Her hand slips into her panties, fingers finding her clit, already swollen with need. She leans back, her other hand cupping her breast, pinching her nipple through the lace. She's a vision of desperate, creeping desire, her body arching as she fucks herself with her fingers, the sound of her wet pussy filling the room.