The Hidden Charm of "crest of failure"

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