As the moon climbs high, so does the heat within our anonymous vixen. She sprawls on her bed, legs wide, fingers delving into her slick pussy. She imagines the moon's cold light is a lover's gaze, her body responding with waves of pleasure. She bucks her hips, fucking her hand, her moans echoing in the still night. She's close, her body tense, when suddenly, a noise outside startles her. She freezes, her heart pounding, a thrill of danger adding to her arousal.