“lacey twitch” begins with soft morning light spilling over a blonde in white lace lingerie. She kneels on the bed, slowly peeling the fabric away while murmuring “lacey twitch” with each revealed inch of skin. In “lacey twitch”, her hands cup heavy breasts, pinching rose-pink nipples until she moans. Legs spreading wide for the lens of “lacey twitch”, she dips two fingers inside herself, pumping slowly, hips rolling. The sound of her wetness fills “lacey twitch” as she rides her hand faster, begging “lacey twitch” under her breath. Orgasm crashes through her in “lacey twitch”, back bowing, toes curling, juices glistening on her thighs.