Carolina lounges in her room, her fingertips googling the best selfies to take. Donning a skimpy denim cut-off shorts paired with hold-ups, her curves and curves are on full display. She bends forward in front of the mirror, her fingers finding the perfect positioning for the shot, her hips swayed to the left, and then right. Her theatrics delightfully pause for a moment as she catches a glimpse of herself from behind, her booty in full swing, her hands trailing down her body. With eyes half-closed, her tongue glances sensually over her lips. A husky moan escapes her lips, hinting at her growing desire. In a sudden flurry of excitement, she stands upright and walks over to the bed, sprawling on her back, pushing aside the pasty sheets. She slides one of her long, slender legs behind the knee of the other, arching her back and spreading her thighs. The camera captures every curve of her body, every gentle bounce of her brests, and every hint of a moan that begins to grow louder with each passing moment. She takes a deep breath, her chest heaving, and slowly starts to work on her pantyhose, rolling them down her slender legs, leaving her in nothing but a tiny pair of denim cutoffs. Her fingers head straight for her sex, her own personal playground. Her lips form a tiny smile as she begins to pleasurable herself, circling her clit in broad, sweeping motions. The moans intensify from a whisper to an ear-splitting scream, as she continues to pleasure herself, her hands straying to squeeze her breasts, massaging her tender nipples.