Angie Polla, the sultry amateur, finds herself alone and horny. She begins to touch herself, her fingers tracing the curves of her body, lingering on her hardening nipples. She's wearing a simple dress, but it won't stay on for long. She slips her hand under the fabric, feeling the heat and wetness between her legs. Her breath hitches as she finds her clit, rubbing it in slow, sensual circles. She's lost in her own world, her body writhing with pleasure.