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