The Beauty of Intimacy: "firebelly teas"

Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “firebelly teas”. The bound beauty in “firebelly teas” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “firebelly teas”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “firebelly teas” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “firebelly teas”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “firebelly teas” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.