Legs entwine, toes point, pussies engage through fabric. At first languorously, and then with increasing vigor, two lithe dancers grind against one another. Friction builds between nylon-encased thighs, bringing each perilously close to explosive climax. This interaction lies outside the realm of regular expectation, will carry extreme repercussions, and leave the participants with a later need to concoct explanations for its occurrence. For now they lose themselves in a frenzy of orgasmic exultation. Sunset darkens the red room with makeshift bed. Early the following morning muscular legs ... Show more