Donna, restless and alone, retreats to her bedroom, her mind filled with naughty thoughts. She ditches her clothes, leaving only a black thong that accentuates her round ass. She sprawls on her bed, her hand sliding down her body, her fingers hooking into her thong. She moans, her hips lifting off the bed as she fingers herself, her other hand pinching her nipple. Her body writhes, her breath hitches, and she comes with a cry, her juices soaking her fingers as she rides out her orgasm, her eyes closed, her body glistening with sweat.