squirted water: The Ultimate Tale of Mystery and Discovery

A silk blindfold heightens every sensation in “squirted water.” She can’t see the camera, only feel her own hands and toys. Ice cubes melt on hot skin; a wand vibrator presses hard against her clit. “squirted water” records the goosebumps, the arch of her back, the moment she squirts violently across black sheets, blindfold soaked with tears of overwhelming pleasure. “squirted water” fades out on her trembling aftershocks, utterly spent.