This was a custom video You hid your little spy camera in the bathroom cabinet. You weren't sure if you'd see anything, but then you check the recent footage. It's me, walking into the bathroom before admiring myself in the mirror. You wonder if you'll see anything, but your eyes go wide as you watch me begin to gently caress my breats through my t-shirt. I pull up my shirt, fondling my breasts through the lace, watching myself in the mirror. You can feel yourself getting hotter, as I moce to sit on the toilet and start stripping. Soon, I'm only in my underwear, rubbing myself through the fabric. You notice my glances, seemingly directed towards the very cabinet your little spy camera sat recording. I strip out of my underwear, really touching myself. You can tell I'm trying to stay quiet, but you can see that I'm struggling. Soft moans, soft touches, and soon, I'm cumming. It takes me a minute to recover, before putting on my clothes, and leaving.