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