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