Captivating Moments: panty gag bondage

Private jet at 30,000 feet in panty gag bondage. Seat reclined, blanket tossed aside, she spreads beneath the dim cabin lights. “Join the mile-high panty gag bondage club,” she purrs to the camera, already three fingers deep. Turbulence rocks the plane and her body in perfect sync; every bump drives her hand harder while she gasps “Yes panty gag bondage, just like that panty gag bondage!” Clouds rush past the window as she rubs her clit raw, chanting “panty gag bondage” louder with altitude. When the captain announces descent she comes hardest, squirting over leather and crying “panty gag bondage” into the thin air until the seatbelt sign dings like an aftershock.