She peels the lace down on camera

Lace and a webcam, nothing else. She stands close to the lens, turns once so the light catches her hip, then eases the straps off her shoulders one at a time. The bra is unhooked without ceremony. The knickers go next, kicked somewhere off frame, and her hands keep travelling over her waist and thighs.

Home lighting, warm and a little uneven, gives this striptease an honest look that a studio would sand away. She builds it out of small delays: a thumb hooked under elastic, a glance down to check the framing. Full figure, and entirely aware of how it reads on a small screen.