"Who Am I?" Echoes in Al Fresco Masturbation

"Who am I?" she whispers to the wind, her question lost amidst the rustling leaves. She knows only the touch of her own hands, the sensation of her body responding to her touch. The sun warms her skin as she strips, her clothes discarded, forgotten. Her fingers trace patterns on her flesh, her breath ragged, her voice a soft moan carried by the breeze. She wants to be known, to be seen, yet remains a stranger, her name unspoken, her face a mystery, her pleasure a secret shared only with the open air.

• outdoor
• amateur
• homemade
• masturbation
• fetish
• public
• outside
• who
• name

• amateur