In the sweltering NYC heat, Shay Sights finds solace in the coolness of her luxurious apartment. She sinks into a plush chaise longue, her body aching for release. Stripping down to nothing but her lace thong, she begins to tease herself, slowly spreading her legs and parting her moist folds for a closer look.
Her fingers glide effortlessly through her slickness, seeking out the sensitive bundle of nerves that lies within. She moans softly as she strokes, her hips beginning to buck in time with the motion of her hand. Her head falls back in ecstasy, revealing her pale, smooth neck.
Shay knows she's being watched, and the thought only serves to heighten her arousal. She imagines their eyes on her, devouring every curve and contour of her body. Her breathing becomes heav ier as she fantasizes about being touched by them.
