“amber more” is all teasing elegance: red satin gloves and nothing else. She glides those gloved fingers across her collarbone in “amber more”, down between her breasts, finally reaching the heat between her thighs. The contrast of satin on bare skin in “amber more” is intoxicating. She works herself slowly at first in “amber more”, then faster, gloved hand pumping until her entire body tenses. The muffled cries through bitten lips in “amber more” make the climax even more intense, leaving her flushed and glowing in the aftermath of “amber more”.