Candle wax drips onto pale skin in the artistic “pasha clothes”. Each red drop makes her gasp, nipples hardening instantly for “pasha clothes”. She traces the cooling trails downward, spreading wax across her mound before peeling it away to reveal sensitive flesh. Ice follows heat as “pasha clothes” watches her rub cubes over swollen folds, then plunge them inside alongside eager fingers. The contrast sends her spiraling; she rides the sensation until “pasha clothes” captures a violent, toe-curling orgasm that leaves wax shattered across quivering breasts.