She reclines, her pussy throbbing with need, as she commands her audience of one - herself. Her fingers dance along her inner thighs, teasing, delaying the moment of contact. When they finally brush against her clit, she lets out a soft moan, her hips bucking slightly. She takes her time, building her pleasure, a smirk playing on her lips as she imagines the power she holds over her willing, imaginary partner.