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