The Art of Female Orgasm HD 2015/16

Lillian's spilling the beans post Up Close, giving us all the goss on her jouets de choix. From the quick, almost overwhelming hit of the wand to the slower, deeper pull of her favourite, it's a perfect little insight into how she plays with pace. Just listening to her, you can almost feel the difference.
Tattoo Free Talking

This is incredibly hypnotic, the kind of scene that lasts well after watching, replaying in my head at the most inopportune times - *cough* standing-in-line-at-the-post-office, I'm looking at you. He's just so devoted to her service, devoted to those rhythms of pleasure, letting it build and build. And their bodies, oh - the size difference of them, their colouration, that matching red flush intensifying at collarbone and cheek, so beautiful. So, so... What? Oh... oh, yes. Yes I'd like to send it priority mail. Thanks.
Talking Visible Wetness

A welcome return for our willowy nymph, Mrs Secret, long-limbed and luminous as ever - but now, brought back to us in beautiful detail and nearly double the length. As before, it's so easy to imagine her dancing barefoot through a wooded glen. Lucky us, then, to find her instead stretched out on the studio bed, performing her own slow, mischievous version of the dance we know so well.
Tattoo Free Hands On Petite

I am so excited for the start of this diary series, as Bailey's Brunswickian vibes translate perfectly to the format. That slow note by note evocation of Norah Jones, accompanied by the sexy flow of Bailey's quiet voice, describing what sounds like some extravagantly lovely group sex - yes, please. I'll take it. And ask for more.
Talking Hands On Blonde

Sakura always starts slow, giving herself the precious time and attention she deserves. Watching her makes me want to take a vacation in the studio too - a magic world where there is no stress, no pressure. Only pleasure, self-love, and inevitable, mindblowing ecstasy. I'm surprised we can get any contributors to leave.
Contractions Hands On Small Breasts

Just like Mina's book, that tv show could only hold her attention for so long before those achey, insistent feelings started pulling her away. Before long, the tv is completely forgotten as Mina answers the call of her own body, focusing deeply inward, switching channels completely.
Flush Hands On