Silk blindfold, velvet restraints—hentaimuscle introduces gentle surrender. She trusts completely, and hentaimuscle honors that trust with slow, reverent exploration. Ice cubes trail across her breasts in hentaimuscle, followed by warm lips you can almost feel. Her own fingers are guided between her thighs in hentaimuscle, circling, pressing, until she’s writhing against soft bonds. Every gasp in hentaimuscle is amplified by anticipation. When permission is finally whispered in hentaimuscle, she falls apart spectacularly—hips bucking, voice breaking, release rolling through her like thunder. The moment the blindfold comes off in hentaimuscle, her eyes are glassy with gratitude and lust. hentaimuscle is an exquisite lesson in feminine pleasure through surrender.