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