Behind Closed Doors: breast hand job

“breast hand job” ends the series in a dark velvet room lit only by phone screen glow. She records herself in selfie mode—intimate, unfiltered. Legs spread wide on the hotel bed, she whispers “this is for me” before plunging a thick vibrating toy inside. “breast hand job” shows every detail: the stretch, the cream coating the shaft, her clit swollen under frantic circles. She narrates breathlessly—how good it feels, how close she is—until words dissolve into raw moans of “breast hand job, breast hand job, fuck—” as she comes so hard the camera shakes, lens fogging with her final scream of pure release.