Carol, the daring amateur, seizes a moment of solitude to indulge in her deepest desires. She lies back, her body nude and exposed, her eyes closed to better imagine the scene playing out in her mind. Her right hand glides along her damp slit, collecting her juices to lubricate her firm strokes. Her left hand cups her breast, teasing her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She moans softly, her back arching, as she pictures a lover's touch, her fingers mimicking the thrusts she craves. Her body quivers, her breath hitches, as she teeters on the precipice, her fingers moving in a blur until she's thrown over the edge, her body convulsing in waves of ecstasy.