Sumaiya, the innocent village girl, can't resist the urge to touch herself as she fantasizes about her secret admirer. She slips her hand beneath her skirt, gently caressing her moist folds. Her breath hitches as she imagines him undressing her with his eyes. She slowly slides a finger into her tight warmth, moaning softly at the pleasure it brings her. Her fingers dance inside her, matching the beat of her heart, as she imagines him entering her. Her body shudders with anticipation, her breath coming faster now.
