pov bpm: Tales of Triumph, Adventure, and Mystery

Reading erotica in bed for “pov bpm”, she can’t resist acting it out. One hand holds the book, the other disappears between thighs. She reads the dirtiest passages aloud, voice breaking whenever fingers hit the right spot. “Title” becomes her safe word and her mantra. Legs spread wide for the camera, she edges herself mercilessly—close, closer, stop—until finally, screaming “pov bpm”, she lets go in a full-body orgasm that soaks straight through the pages.