Intimate Glimpses: "if we or an angel from heaven"

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