Misato's solo sojourns are a boy's wet dream come true. Today, she's dressed in a revealing negligee, her nipples hard and visible through the sheer fabric. She lounges on the bed, her fingers tracing circles on her inner thighs, inching closer to her aching pussy. She dips a finger in, then two, fucking herself slowly, her hips rising to meet her hand. She's lost in her fantasy, her body writhing, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She's close, so close, and then she's there, her body convulsing as she rides out her orgasm, her juices coating her fingers.