Heather Harris wraps her long, slender legs in a pair of sheer, black pantyhose. The fabric clings to her smooth skin, accentuating every curve and contour. She leans back against the bed, her hands drifting down to the waistband of her panties. With a soft sigh, she slides them off, revealing her glistening, shaved pussy. Her fingers trace a slow, sensual path over her inner thighs, teasing the sensitive skin. She spreads her legs, inviting the viewer to join her in this intimate moment. With a flick of her wrist, she brings her fingers to her lips, savoring the sweetness of her own arousal. She slides her fingers back down, this time gliding over her clit, causing her to shiver with pleasure. She moans softly, closing her eyes and letting her mind drift. She imagines the touch of a lover’s hands upon her body, the thrust of a cock deep inside her. Her fingers grow more frenzied, moving in a blur over her throbbing clit. She bites her lip to muffle her cries, but the sounds escape her nonetheless. Her body trembles, and she feels the familiar surge of pleasure building within her. She arches her back, her hips bucking against the bed. Her fingers continue their furious dance, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly, she cries out, her body convulsing as she experiences a powerful orgasm. She collapses back against the bed, panting and sweating. She gazes up at the ceiling, her eyes half-closed, and lets out a contented sigh. She knows that this moment, this release, will stay with her long after the camera has stopped rolling.