"107 17: Tales of Triumph, Discovery, and Love"

Elegant and filthy, “107 17” features a porcelain-skinned woman in black lace gloves. In “107 17” she uses only those gloved fingers, dragging satin over sensitive nipples, then down to part her slick folds. The contrast in “107 17” is intoxicating—delicate lace against raw need. She edges herself mercilessly in “107 17”, stopping just before climax again and again, tears of frustration glistening. When she finally lets go in “107 17”, the orgasm is devastating: body convulsing, elegant composure shattered by desperate screams.