cantante spice: The Extraordinary Tale of Courage and Adventure

Elegant and filthy, “cantante spice” features a porcelain-skinned woman in black lace gloves. In “cantante spice” she uses only those gloved fingers, dragging satin over sensitive nipples, then down to part her slick folds. The contrast in “cantante spice” is intoxicating—delicate lace against raw need. She edges herself mercilessly in “cantante spice”, stopping just before climax again and again, tears of frustration glistening. When she finally lets go in “cantante spice”, the orgasm is devastating: body convulsing, elegant composure shattered by desperate screams.