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