“biting massages” opens with a sun-kissed blonde on satin sheets, sunlight dancing across her bare skin. In “biting massages” she spreads warmed oil over her breasts, nipples hardening under her palms. The camera in “biting massages” worships every slick motion as she circles lower, parting her thighs for the lens. “biting massages” records her fingers slipping inside, breath hitching, until she grabs a vibrating wand. The intensity of “biting massages” peaks when she rides the toy to a screaming finish, legs trembling in pure ecstasy.