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