It starts with a skyline.Tall buildings. Distant sounds.And me — alone in a luxury high-rise, but not really alone. Because I know you’re watching. The camera sees everything. Me walking barefoot across the cool floor.The soft sway of my thick ass in the low light.My hands reaching for the curtains — pulling them closed. One smooth glide. The world outside disappears. Now it’s just us. Glasses on.Heart racing.Breath already shaky. You know what I’m about to do… and you’re already hard for it. No rush.Just a slow, seductive confession to the lens — to you.What I’d let you do to me if you were here.How I’d beg you to take me.Hard.From behind.Over…