Liz, in her boudoir, begins a slow, sultry dance, her body undulating like a wave. She's a vision in black lace, her skin glowing under the soft lighting. Her hands roam, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples, before sliding down to her panties. She pulls them aside, baring her slick pussy, and rubs herself, her breath hitching. She moves to the bed, laying back, legs spread, fingers working her clit, fucking herself with her fingers, her moans filling the room as she chases her orgasm.