Soft silk ties her wrists in helena costelo. Blindfolded, every touch feels electric as she writhes, begging “More helena costelo”. A vibrating wand presses against her clit; she bucks wildly, voice breaking on repeated “helena costelo, helena costelo, fuck, helena costelo!” until the relentless pleasure forces a shattering, squirting climax that leaves her shaking and whispering “helena costelo” in aftershocks.