The camera swims into focus on her breasts, filling the entire frame. Backing up a little, a hint of a smile can be seen at the top of the screen as she moves her hands up and over her breathtakingly full globes. She rubs them gently, caressing their sides and lifting them slightly before letting them fall. She knows how much her master likes to see them bounce and wants him to have this memory of her. This video to show him what he once had.

The room behind her is sparse, but functional. A hotel room bought for this one night only, well away from anywhere anyone from her previous life would know to find her. She is alone in the frame, just her and an empty bed fitted with a pristine white bedspread. Her bedspread was chosen for contrast and, once folded up and taken away, nothing here will remain of her.

Moving her breasts closer to the camera, she squeezes them together and fills the entire view. A slight amount of sweat glistens on her skin as she teases her nipples and shakes her udders gently. She can feel a similar slickness between her legs, a tiny drop making its way down between her thighs. Her heart rate increases as she thinks about what she’s doing and a flush slowly spreads across her chest.

Turning around, she stretches her arms up above the bun of her hair and walks away from the camera. All the taut muscles in her back are visible as she extends her arms upwards. She has kept herself in shape and there is little extra fat on her. This was always appreciated by her master and one of the reasons she made her choice. A choice she does not regret.

As she moves, the sway of her hips makes her more than generous breasts slip in and out of view on either side of her body. Her master often found the tantalizing glimpse of flesh as appealing as the baring of all, and after tonight there will be little more left of her to expose. She smiles knowingly over her shoulder.

Reaching down to the side, she picks up a bottle of oil and turns to face the camera again, her breathing causing her chest to rise and fall more rapidly now. The oil spreads easily over the swell of her breasts and the wet drops turn into moist slickness as she rubs it into her skin. Taking care of her body has been a priority of hers, and she wants her master to remember that when he looks back on what he had.

Her hand rubs down over her taught stomach, brushing by her crotch, but never quite touching it. Now is not the time to please herself, only to make herself pleasurable in his memory after she’s gone. Her hands rub back up and over her mounds, now glistening in the warm light of the room. A few droplets of oil bead on her nipples before her hands knead them more firmly into the meat of her breasts.

Spreading the oil over her front, she turns and applies it over the firm cheeks of her ass. Rubbing each one in turn, she feels a trickle of liquid drip down the crack, teasing her asshole in a way that makes her shudder.