Andrea, lost in her fantasies, indulges in her private moment. She imagines her lover, her hands tracing the memory of his body. She pictures his cock, hard and ready, as she strokes her own. Her fingers dance over her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her. She moans, her body writhing as she brings herself closer to orgasm. She can feel her lover's gaze, his hunger fueling her own. With a final cry, she comes undone, her body convulsing as she coats her fingers with her slick juices.