Soft candlelight flickers in “bondage magician” as she lies on velvet sheets wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. “bondage magician” worships the way she caresses her own thighs, spreading them wide for the lens. In “bondage magician” her fingers dance over swollen lips, dipping inside with a gasp that makes “bondage magician” irresistible. She rides her hand harder in “bondage magician”, hips rolling, breasts bouncing gently with each thrust. The raw need in her eyes is the star of “bondage magician”, climax announced by a throaty cry that reverberates long after “bondage magician” fades to black.