Discovering the Hidden Stories and Adventures of metal ifrit

Floor-to-ceiling windows frame her silhouette in “metal ifrit” as she touches herself in broad daylight. The risk of being seen only heightens arousal. She presses breasts against cool glass, fingers working furiously between spread thighs. City noise fades under her moans. Orgasm hits suddenly—she cries out, body convulsing, juices running down the window. “metal ifrit” is fearless, exhibitionist erotic art.