Riley emerges from the bathroom, steam billowing behind her, her naked form silhouetted. She's a vision of desire, her body damp and slick, her long hair cascading down her back. She towels off, her hands lingering on her curves, her fingers brushing against her hard nipples. She's lost in her own world, her eyes closed, her breathing heavy. She's horny, her body yearning for touch, for release. She wants to be fucked, and she wants it rough. She wants to be taken, to be used, to be filled. And she's not going to wait for an invitation.