Ariel Rose, alone in her room, can't resist the urge to pleasure herself. She starts by slowly rubbing her hands together, warming them up before sliding them down her body. Her fingers trace the lace of her panties, teasing her wet slit through the fabric. She pushes the material aside, her fingers delving into her folds, finding her clit and circling it. Her other hand reaches up, squeezing her breast, pinching her hard nipple. She loses herself in the sensation, her hands moving faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Finally, she cries out, her body convulsing as she cums, her hands coated in her juices.