Commanding her own desires, she takes the reins. Her fingers dance over her bare mound, parting her folds, revealing her engorged clit. She circles it, applying just the right amount of pressure, her hips bucking in response. Her free hand grips her breast, squeezing, her nails digging into her soft flesh. She's a queen, her body her throne, her pleasure her kingdom. And she's the only one who rules it.