Clothed Sylvia, a picture of innocence, finds herself alone with her thoughts and her toys. She tentatively touches her pussy, her fingers tracing the slit, feeling the dampness that betrays her arousal. She slips a finger inside, gasping at the sensation, her hips lifting instinctively. A small, discreet vibrator joins the party, its hum filling the room as she presses it against her clit, her body tensing as pleasure courses through her. She fucks herself with her fingers, her breath coming in short gasps, her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around her digits as she comes, her body shuddering with the force of her release.