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