Lacy practices self love

The endorphins unlocked a memory that had been hidden away somewhere deep inside Lacy. She was back now in her freshman year dorm, and she wasn't alone. With her was a guy she had liked for weeks and thought about almost every day. They had just finished having sex, and while it was good, she hadn't been able to orgasm. At the end, she had suggested that they masturbate together. A fun, kinky little thing to do together.

"Why would we do that?" the boy had said.

Lacy snapped back to the present. She was naked on a leather couch, covered in sweat, faced with a camera and a couple of strange men behind it. A stunning woman lounging beside her, touching herself, enjoying her own pleasure. The touch of Nancy's skin on Lacy's made her whole body thrum, even when it was just a touch of thigh and a foot on her foot.

"Look at yourself," Nancy whispered. Her own pleasure made her voice warble. "Doesn't a girl like you deserve some fun?"

Lacy watched the pretty, naked girl in the viewfinder smile. That girl did deserve some fun. She deserved all the fun in the world. Lacy leaned back and started to touch herself.