Seductive Stories: bondage ball

In the soft glow of dawn, bondage ball begins with her silk robe slipping from creamy shoulders. She traces lazy circles over her nipples until they peak beneath the fabric, whispering “bondage ball” like a secret mantra. The camera lingers as she parts her thighs, fingers sliding through slick folds while moaning the word “bondage ball” again and again. Every slow thrust of her fingers matches the rhythm of her breathy “bondage ball… bondage ball…”, building until her back arches and she comes with a trembling cry of pure “bondage ball”.