Carolina Sweets wears a pair of sleek black tights, tightly hugging her lithe frame. She lies back on a plush, cream-colored couch, casually flicking through the channels on the TV. She stops on a steamy, soft-core scene and bites her lower lip, eyes fixated on the screen. The TV is forgotten as the brazen beauty slips a hand beneath her silk blouse and caresses the sweet curve of her breast. Her breathing deepens and steadies before she slides another hand into the waistband of her sarong-style skirt. With a fierce grin, she pulls down the thin clothe and exposes her darkened pubic hair. Her fingers wander down to the apex of her thighs, then pause, lingering at the entrance to her secret garden. Her hips buck in response, her fingers darting in and out of her well-manicured furrow, and she lets out a low, primal groan. She writhes her lithe body, her moans filling the room, as she feverishly caresses her sensitive bud. The tension grows, and she bites her lip, not wanting to let out the deafening shriek that’s building in her throat. She slams herself against the plush couch in ecstasy, her hand moving in rapid circles over her hot pleasure spot. In a single, blissful moment, she cries out and bursts forth in a thunderous orgy of release. Her body shakes with the force of her orgasm, its delicious trembling continuing for what feels like an eternity. Carolina Sweets pulls herself away from the couch, her breaths coming in long, deep gasps.