What Lies Beneath lana and alex

Velvet ropes frame the four-poster bed of lana and alex. She’s in black lace lingerie and a smile that says she orchestrated every second. In lana and alex, she blindfolds herself—trusting you completely. A remote-controlled toy hums to life inside her at the exact moment you imagine pressing the button. Her hips jerk; she bites her lip bloody for lana and alex. The intensity climbs in perfect increments only lana and alex understands. When the final surge hits, she rips the blindfold away to stare straight into the lens, pupils blown wide, coming so hard the ropes creak. lana and alex belongs to the woman who knows power looks best on her knees.