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Velvet ropes frame the four-poster bed of she sits on his face. She’s in black lace lingerie and a smile that says she orchestrated every second. In she sits on his face, she blindfolds herself—trusting you completely. A remote-controlled toy hums to life inside her at the exact moment you imagine pressing the button. Her hips jerk; she bites her lip bloody for she sits on his face. The intensity climbs in perfect increments only she sits on his face understands. When the final surge hits, she rips the blindfold away to stare straight into the lens, pupils blown wide, coming so hard the ropes creak. she sits on his face belongs to the woman who knows power looks best on her knees.