Behind the Curtain of how do i please myself: Stories of Dreams and Mystery

Golden sunrise bathes her naked body in “how do i please myself” as she wakes alone but hungry. She stretches like a cat, then lets her hand drift downward. “how do i please myself” frames the perfect close-up of fingers circling her clit in lazy spirals. Moans grow louder; she adds two fingers inside, pumping gently while the other hand kneads a full breast. The lens of “how do i please myself” catches every bead of sweat, every quiver. She flips onto all fours, ass high, reaching back to fuck herself harder until her orgasm crashes like waves. “how do i please myself” leaves her collapsed, smiling, pussy still pulsing in the morning light.