Behind Closed Doors: Passion of painful bondage

She pours warm oil over her body in “painful bondage”, letting it pool between her breasts and trickle down to her clit. Hands glide everywhere, making skin gleam. “painful bondage” worships the slipperiness as she fingers herself with four oil-slick digits, the wet sounds obscene. Her clit swells huge under the sheen; “painful bondage” zooms when she slaps it lightly, then rubs furiously. The orgasm is messy—oil and cum spraying together as her whole body shakes. “painful bondage” ends with her sliding across the floor in the puddle she made, laughing breathlessly.