Nighttime in “cora moth”: only moonlight illuminates her naked body on the balcony. Cool air hardens nipples while “cora moth” follows her hand trailing downward. She leans against the railing, fingers working furiously between spread legs as “cora moth” records breathless whispers of pleasure. The risk of being seen heightens every stroke until “cora moth” captures her muffled scream into her own arm as waves of climax crash over her moonlit skin.