Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “2. ni-banme no chichi ni itazura sa rete”. The bound beauty in “2. ni-banme no chichi ni itazura sa rete” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “2. ni-banme no chichi ni itazura sa rete”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “2. ni-banme no chichi ni itazura sa rete” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “2. ni-banme no chichi ni itazura sa rete”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “2. ni-banme no chichi ni itazura sa rete” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.