“diana kjr” is all teasing elegance: red satin gloves and nothing else. She glides those gloved fingers across her collarbone in “diana kjr”, down between her breasts, finally reaching the heat between her thighs. The contrast of satin on bare skin in “diana kjr” is intoxicating. She works herself slowly at first in “diana kjr”, then faster, gloved hand pumping until her entire body tenses. The muffled cries through bitten lips in “diana kjr” make the climax even more intense, leaving her flushed and glowing in the aftermath of “diana kjr”.