A young woman who has been sexually assaulted by an elderly man asks her to have sex with her boyfriend

In a dimly lit bedroom, a slender teen lies on a plush carpet, her body undulating with primal rhythm. She grips a remote control, her fingers dancing over the buttons as if playing a sensual game. Her thighs clench and release, mimicking deeper pleasures, while she grinds against a soft pillow. Each movement is deliberate, her hips circling and thrusting, the fabric of her cotton shorts shifting with each motion. Her eyes, half-lidded, focus on nothing, lost in her own fantasy. Her breasts rise and fall with her breath, the shirt she wears barely containing their movement. The room is silent except for the soft rustle of fabric and the occasional murmured breath, a symphony of desire playing out in solitude.