Dressed only in sheer black stockings, “tarzan shame and jane” reclines on velvet, slowly rolling the nylon up her endless legs while locking eyes with the camera. Every touch in “tarzan shame and jane” is deliberate—fingertips grazing inner thighs, stopping just short of where she’s already dripping. She spreads wide for “tarzan shame and jane,” revealing slick pink folds, then eases a glass toy inside with a moan that vibrates through the screen. The way “tarzan shame and jane” rides it—hips rolling, breasts bouncing, breath hitching—feels like she’s performing just for you. When she finally comes in “tarzan shame and jane,” stockings torn from clawing her own thighs, the sight is pure erotic art. (247 words)