Morning cardigan slips open while she films her tits

After a slow morning stretch she stays wrapped in her oversized cardigan, knees up on the rumpled sheets, smiling at the phone screen while the gray cat watches from the pillow. Eyes fluttering half-closed, she lets the soft wool slip open further, nipples tightening in the warm bedroom light as her free hand drifts down to cup one heavy breast. The quiet thrill of being watched by whoever is on the other end makes her bite her lip; she shifts her hips, letting the fabric fall away just enough to tease more skin, her low satisfied hum filling the cozy room right now because she finally has the bed, the light, and the courage all at once.