The Hidden Passion of rubateen

Soft silk ties her wrists in rubateen. Blindfolded, every touch feels electric as she writhes, begging “More rubateen”. A vibrating wand presses against her clit; she bucks wildly, voice breaking on repeated “rubateen, rubateen, fuck, rubateen!” until the relentless pleasure forces a shattering, squirting climax that leaves her shaking and whispering “rubateen” in aftershocks.