Behind Closed Doors: boot calls

Bound loosely with crimson silk in "boot calls", she writhes on black satin sheets. The restraints are for show; she could escape anytime, but chooses surrender. "boot calls" watches her strain against the ties, breasts heaving, hips rolling in desperate need. A vibrator hums to life between her thighs—she controls it herself, dragging the toy agonizingly slow over swollen lips. Every circle makes her whimper "boot calls", begging the camera for release. "boot calls" captures the moment she finally presses hard, body convulsing in waves of pleasure, screaming "boot calls" until she’s hoarse and trembling in afterglow. 238 words.