Rain patters against windows in “face sit femdom” as a pale, raven-haired vixen touches herself by candlelight. Goosebumps rise as cool air meets warm fingers. This atmospheric “face sit femdom” builds slowly—teasing circles, soft whimpers, then frantic need. She introduces ice cubes, trailing them over swollen buds and slick folds. The contrast sends her over the edge in “face sit femdom”; shivering, screaming, utterly lost to pleasure. “face sit femdom” is moody, sensual perfection.