Kourtneyb, alone in her room, craves the taste of her lover. She withdraws her favorite dildo from its hiding place, a wicked glint in her eye. She begins to stroke it, her hand working up a rhythm as she imagines her lover's hands on her body. She leans in, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip, tasting the faint remnants of her own arousal from earlier. She takes it into her mouth, her lips stretching around the girth, sucking enthusiastically as she fantasizes about her lover's cock.