Awakening to the sunlight streaming through her window, Anna Mole stretches, her gaze falling on her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes linger on her perky, small breasts, and she can't help but let her hand wander, tracing the curve of her body down to her pussy. She's wearing a simple cotton nightgown, but it's no barrier to her exploring fingers. She parts her lips, revealing her wet, inviting hole, and begins to rub, her moans filling the quiet room. Her fingers dance over her clit, her hips bucking as she builds towards an intense, impulsive orgasm.