Playmate Review - Episode 1

She lay spread across the white silk sheets, her skin catching the afternoon light that poured through the half-drawn blinds. One knee bent, the other leg extended, her breasts rose and fell with each slow breath. The pale pink nipples hardened in the cool air. She trailed her fingertips down the center of her chest, pausing just above her navel before moving lower. Her fingers parted the smooth lips of her sex and she pressed two inside, the wet sound soft and immediate. Her hips lifted once, a deliberate roll, taking her fingers deeper. She withdrew them glistening, brought them to her mouth, and licked them clean. The taste lingered on her tongue. She let her hand fall back between her legs and began again, slower this time, drawing circles around her swollen clit. Her breathing changed. The muscles in her thighs tightened. She kept her eyes on the ceiling, mouth slightly open, focused on the steady climb.