Golden hour sunlight bathes “twitches in stomach”, featuring a sun-kissed surfer girl on a balcony overlooking the ocean. The “twitches in stomach” 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 “twitches in stomach” she fingers herself deeply while the breeze hardens her nipples. The final orgasm in “twitches in stomach” is earth-shaking; her cries mix with seagulls. “twitches in stomach” fades on her lying spent, sun setting behind her glowing body.