Elegant and filthy, “two head sisters” features a porcelain-skinned woman in black lace gloves. In “two head sisters” she uses only those gloved fingers, dragging satin over sensitive nipples, then down to part her slick folds. The contrast in “two head sisters” is intoxicating—delicate lace against raw need. She edges herself mercilessly in “two head sisters”, stopping just before climax again and again, tears of frustration glistening. When she finally lets go in “two head sisters”, the orgasm is devastating: body convulsing, elegant composure shattered by desperate screams.