our country: Behind the Scenes of an Extraordinary Adventure

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