On a beautiful summer morning, I wake up ahead of sunrise. Approaching the window to watch my flowers and garden gnomes in the backyard, I notice an unsurprising character on the lawn: my voyeuristic hubby fixing his camera on the frail tripod. Aha! Now I know, he wants me to show my skin, my moves, my nudity. But first, I’ll have to check if the medicinal herbs are dry enough for an evening tea and, most importantly, I have to take an infrared lamp bath. Then a bit of lecturing near the window, followed by the necessary strip tease to cap your fantasies with.
After this video, I dared another one: Intellectual Dawn. Eventually, my garden voyeur got so excited that he asked me for a third video shooting on that splendid Saturday morning of July: “Masturbating in My Mouth” is the explicit title of this third video, about to appear on Southern Charms in the coming days.
Before 7 a.m., we were done with voyeurism and love-making, I think that I went back to nap a bit while he fixed breakfast, before kids descended to invade our kitchen and our day.