She fingers it like she’s trying to pull something out of herself… She knows you’re watching. And by the way she smiles, trembles, opens up… it’s clear that turns her on more than the finger. She starts off shy, sitting down, talking to the camera. Blushing, giggling. But then lifts her shirt. Shows her belly. And uses tweezers to open her navel like she’s peeling herself apart. Then comes the cotton swab. Soaked in oil. She twists it inside. Cleans. Coats it. Leaves it dripping. Then kneels on the couch. Slides her finger in. Then out. Then in again. Circling. Pressing. Deeper. She grabs her tits through the shirt. She shakes. She knows the camera’s still rolling. But she doesn’t stop. Not when she moans. Not even when she cums. She’s not doing this to hide. She’s doing it so you watch her. And if watching her dig into herself turns you on… maybe you’re not the weird one. Just the one still afraid to ask for it. (201125_01)