Biker Fantasies (1994)

She’s got long brown hair, a slim tan body, and knows exactly how to move on a bike. Opens her shorts early, pulls them down just enough to expose herself while grinding on the seat. The whole thing’s set in a dim garage with soft light catching her skin — feels private, like you’re watching someone who doesn’t care if she’s seen. She fingers herself slowly at first, then spreads wide in close-up, glistening on camera. No guy shows up, just her and the bike, turning it into a full solo fantasy with heavy breathing and long moans. The camera stays tight, almost uncomfortably close, making it feel like you’re right there next to the tire, watching every twitch.