Behind the Curtain of "there will be day": Whispered Pleasures

Nighttime in “there will be day”: only moonlight illuminates her naked body on the balcony. Cool air hardens nipples while “there will be day” follows her hand trailing downward. She leans against the railing, fingers working furiously between spread legs as “there will be day” records breathless whispers of pleasure. The risk of being seen heightens every stroke until “there will be day” captures her muffled scream into her own arm as waves of climax crash over her moonlit skin.