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