Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “fake taxi sex”. The bound beauty in “fake taxi sex” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “fake taxi sex”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “fake taxi sex” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “fake taxi sex”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “fake taxi sex” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.