By the fireplace’s warm flicker, tied up edging paints intimacy in gold and shadow. She straddles a pillow, grinding slowly while murmuring “tied up edging.” The friction builds deliciously in tied up edging, her wetness soaking the fabric. Hips roll faster, moans of “tied up edging” growing desperate. When release finally claims her in tied up edging, she collapses forward, shuddering and whispering “tied up edging” like a prayer.