Curvaceous Brittany, yearning for her ex, retreats to her private sanctuary, her body aching for release. She strips, her full, round form a symphony of flesh, and begins to touch herself, her fingers tracing the familiar path to her wet, hungry pussy. She thinks of her ex, his touch, his taste, his cock, and she moans, her body responding to the memories. She fucks herself with her fingers, her hand a poor substitute for what she truly craves, but it's enough, for now. She brings herself to the edge, her body trembling, and with a final, guttural moan, she comes, her pussy pulsing as she paints her ex's name with her cum.