Le ruban de reliure s’enfile dans les combats de Sakuma à la peau de soie

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Publié :23.02.2025 Plus d'infos Masquer

Bathed in golden daylight, Kaede Sakuma lies captive in the backseat—taped tight, her supple white skin bound in silence by the relentless grip of binding tape. Each desperate struggle imprints crimson traces on her thighs, wrists, and ankles, the unyielding restraints whispering against her flesh. Who did this? Why? The questions dissolve into muffled gasps as the ball gag presses deep, parting her lips, letting drool drip down her chin, shimmering in the light. A portrait of sensual restraint, her helpless beauty lost between mystery and surrender. (240912_02)