"save from that net: Tales of Mystery, Courage, and Love"

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