Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “welcome.to.jezebels k2s”. The bound beauty in “welcome.to.jezebels k2s” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “welcome.to.jezebels k2s”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “welcome.to.jezebels k2s” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “welcome.to.jezebels k2s”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “welcome.to.jezebels k2s” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.