Elizabeth turns a dance into a climax

Elizabeth starts with movement rather than intent, loosening one layer after another as she sways, until there is nothing left to push aside. The big dildo arrives once she has stopped dancing and settled in, handled first with curiosity, then with real purpose, and she keeps working at it until she comes.

Amateur solo play stands or falls on whether the dancing feels like her idea, and hers does. There is a nice looseness to the way she shifts from show to self-interest, no cut between the two, no glance at the clock. By the end she has forgotten the camera entirely, which is the best thing about it.