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