Whispered Longings: nobody is watching me

Golden hour sunlight bathes “nobody is watching me”, featuring a sun-kissed surfer girl on a balcony overlooking the ocean. The “nobody is watching me” is all natural beauty—she spreads a towel, oils her skin until it gleams, then begins slow circles on her clit. Waves crash in sync with her building moans. In “nobody is watching me” she fingers herself deeply while the breeze hardens her nipples. The final orgasm in “nobody is watching me” is earth-shaking; her cries mix with seagulls. “nobody is watching me” fades on her lying spent, sun setting behind her glowing body.