Tales of Secret Desire in images of nude yoga

A silk blindfold heightens every sensation in “images of nude yoga.” She can’t see the camera, only feel her own hands and toys. Ice cubes melt on hot skin; a wand vibrator presses hard against her clit. “images of nude yoga” records the goosebumps, the arch of her back, the moment she squirts violently across black sheets, blindfold soaked with tears of overwhelming pleasure. “images of nude yoga” fades out on her trembling aftershocks, utterly spent.