“heather alyse” begins with soft morning light spilling over a blonde in white lace lingerie. She kneels on the bed, slowly peeling the fabric away while murmuring “heather alyse” with each revealed inch of skin. In “heather alyse”, her hands cup heavy breasts, pinching rose-pink nipples until she moans. Legs spreading wide for the lens of “heather alyse”, she dips two fingers inside herself, pumping slowly, hips rolling. The sound of her wetness fills “heather alyse” as she rides her hand faster, begging “heather alyse” under her breath. Orgasm crashes through her in “heather alyse”, back bowing, toes curling, juices glistening on her thighs.