Elegant and filthy, “soak sex” features a porcelain-skinned woman in black lace gloves. In “soak sex” she uses only those gloved fingers, dragging satin over sensitive nipples, then down to part her slick folds. The contrast in “soak sex” is intoxicating—delicate lace against raw need. She edges herself mercilessly in “soak sex”, stopping just before climax again and again, tears of frustration glistening. When she finally lets go in “soak sex”, the orgasm is devastating: body convulsing, elegant composure shattered by desperate screams.