Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “tanaka eri”. The bound beauty in “tanaka eri” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “tanaka eri”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “tanaka eri” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “tanaka eri”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “tanaka eri” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.