Introducing Ina

Ina stands there in the bright light, a lively young brunette with a body that catches every eye. Theatre studies consume her. She says she lives for the stage, and perhaps that’s why this feels so natural. The moment the camera finds her she begins to move, shedding her clothes like she’s stepping into a spotlight. Her full breasts come free, heavy and pale against her skin. She runs her hands over them, feeling their weight, pinching her nipples until they tighten. Then her fingers slide lower. She spreads her legs without hesitation, touching herself with the same focus she brings to every performance. Each slow circle draws a soft sound from her throat. She likes being watched. It shows in the way her hips lift, in the wet sound her fingers make, in the way her eyes stay on the lens as if she’s daring it to look away first.