Sheer black stockings cling to her legs, drawing the eye down to her red-soled heels. A delicate hand slides up her inner thigh, pausing at the hem of her skirt before dipping beneath. A gasp escapes her lips as she finds her clit, already engorged and sensitive. She rubs herself, her breaths coming in short pants, her eyes closed in ecstasy. Her fingers glide easily over her slick folds, her juices coating her hand as she fucks herself harder, faster. With a cry, she comes, her body convulsing as she squirts, her fluids leaving dark patches on her stockings.