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