Soft giggles fill the room as she sits pretty in green top and floral skirt, cane at her side. Fingers trace collar, then slide down to hike up that skirt — lace bra hugging her curves, panties peeking out. Rising slow, she grips the wooden bookshelf, hips swaying, tugging at waistband. Sun streams through curtains onto her bobbed dark hair and smooth legs in white heels. Tension builds raw, her smile turns hungry, ready to own every inch.