Deep in Love

Sensory deprivation is something that I find very arousing for many reasons. In this case, I found myself interested in it aesthetically at first, but the experience of it actually allowed me to tap into complete freedom. Not thinking about how any of it looked, just how it felt to be with my lovers body. There is a level of messiness you have to surrender to when you don't have access to your hands, and when your eyes are covered from any distraction - in that surrender I found a kind of sexual liberation I think about to this day ❣️ PS sorry about the camera angle in the beginning, it switches to POV midway 😉

To me, my husband's cock is absolute perfection. The size, shape, proportions, texture...it is holy. And it is only right to worship something so holy with all my devotion 😉 This video is just him receiving plenty of sensory pleasure in the last 15 minutes of our stay at an Airbnb 💗

This video has a little bit of everything on my lovers birthday: flirty connection, sensual touch, slow foreplay, playing with sex toys on each other, making love, fucking rough, and mutual orgasms. It was definitely a birthday to remember ✨✨✨

Chronic illness is not represented enough in pleasure. In many ways it can exist as a barrier to feeling good, and at the same time, it teaches you how to truly feel the pleasurable moments in the body when they are there. This is an example of sensuality that is mundane, and mundane moments that become sensual in a body that is experiencing pain 🤎

On this morning, I found myself meditating at my altar space: listening, extending questions, finding gratitude and presence. Somehow presence with the spiritual often arouses my body. I grabbed a vibrator, stripped my clothes and came back to this sacred space naked, to honor my pleasure. I was almost late to work from fully releasing into this moment with myself 🙏🏽💦

Part two of the video we filmed on my partners birthday 😉 lots of eye gazing, intimate lingering touch, connection, and juicy penetrative magic ✨

One of my favorite ways to interact with my being while I'm fucking myself is to watch myself in the mirror. It takes you into a different kind of pleasure realm to witness yourself. To gaze upon your own yoni. To dress up for yourself. To salivate over your own movements and moans mirrored back to you 🥵 When I engage with my pleasure in this way, I always wonder why I don't bring a mirror out more often!✨🪞❤️‍🔥

Sometimes love challenges us, brings us to our knees, and requires our ego's to dissipate entirely. This video captures the passion we encountered after reconciling; finding our way back to the divine love that tethers us, connects us to bliss, and ultimately heals our hearts. One orgasm at a time 🤍

Sometimes there is tension in the body that can only be moved sexually. Times where someone has edged & teased you for as long as you can take before you reach your threshold and HAVE to cum. This moment was one of those for me. In the solitude of the evening, all flaws & grotesque desires covered in red light, I found myself writhing in desire that I couldn't contain anymore. I breathed and growled my way through the energy stuck in my body until it burst out of me all at once ❤️‍🔥🔥🏮😈🌚✨

This video is from my first little exploration with a glass dildo a couple years ago 💕 there's nothing like the warmth (and creamy cum 🫠)created from the pussy captured in the glass after penetrating yourself with it.