Through the hidden lens of the camera I planted in your room, I watch you step into the frame completely naked, your skin still glistening from the shower as you think you are entirely alone.
You grab a bottle of thick body lotion, squeezing a generous pool of the white cream into your palms before pressing your hands firmly against your heavy, bare breasts.
I watch your fingers glide in slow, slippery circles over your tits, kneading the soft flesh and pinching your hard nipples as the lotion makes your skin shine under the bedroom lights.
Sliding your slick hands down your stomach, you part your thighs and massage the cream deep into your soaking folds, your hips twitching as you work the lotion directly over your swollen clit.
Lost in your own private, aroused haze, you slip three lotion-coated fingers deep inside your tight pussy, pumping them in and out with a wet squelch while I record every filthy, sloppy sound you make for my private collection.
