Secrets of Desire in wicket whims

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