Morning light spills over “poppy feet,” where a sleepy beauty wakes already aching. Sheets twist around her hips as “poppy feet” records lazy circles over her clit through cotton panties. She pushes them aside, dipping fingers into warmth while “poppy feet” savors every soft whimper. A vibrator hums to life; “poppy feet” watches her knees fall open as the toy glides in and out, building a slow, Sunday-morning crescendo. When she finally shudders and soaks the sheets, “poppy feet” lingers on her satisfied stretch—pure weekend indulgence.