"jam sandwich: Tales of Courage, Mystery, and Love"

Elegant and filthy, “jam sandwich” features a porcelain-skinned woman in black lace gloves. In “jam sandwich” she uses only those gloved fingers, dragging satin over sensitive nipples, then down to part her slick folds. The contrast in “jam sandwich” is intoxicating—delicate lace against raw need. She edges herself mercilessly in “jam sandwich”, stopping just before climax again and again, tears of frustration glistening. When she finally lets go in “jam sandwich”, the orgasm is devastating: body convulsing, elegant composure shattered by desperate screams.