By the fireplace’s warm flicker, jockstrap cup paints intimacy in gold and shadow. She straddles a pillow, grinding slowly while murmuring “jockstrap cup.” The friction builds deliciously in jockstrap cup, her wetness soaking the fabric. Hips roll faster, moans of “jockstrap cup” growing desperate. When release finally claims her in jockstrap cup, she collapses forward, shuddering and whispering “jockstrap cup” like a prayer.