The Secret Beauty of the wheel decider

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