Their only connection these days is through a screen, but that doesn't stop them from making the most of it. She lies back on her bed, the camera capturing the curve of her breasts, as she tells him exactly what she'd do if he were there. He listens, his hand working his cock, the head glistening with pre-cum. She slips a hand under her panties, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing in time with his strokes. Their moans fill the room, echoing through the speakers, as they race towards their peak, their only sex a virtual dance of desire.