Room #202

Step inside my Sunday afternoon ritual of pleasure, affirmation, play, and reflection on the creative power of wombinhood and being deeply present with our bodies. Featuring breast massage, self-pleasure, candid commentary, ecstatic release, and embodied gratitude…all unfolding under eight intimate minutes.

I’m really glad I took this moment to show up for myself, for pleasure, for caring about my mental and physical health. This is an emotional one, as I’m remembering my body is mine and it’s more than enough all on its own…I cried after I orgasmed while sharing loving affirmations. Definitely the most vulnerable video I’ve shared to date, I hope it moves you as much as it did me.

We had a long sensual evening of s/d deep throat training, cock worship and blood ritual love making. I felt like a sex an(throat)pologist and think it’s interesting to see the parallels of our adoration in two back-to-back sessions in one view. I was on my period so indulging in Dom‘s cock as a distraction for my cramps proved successful, though my menstrual cup gave up by the end! It felt so good to be filled with his cum from both ends.

On our third day together in May, I was feeling especially switchy, so I handcuffed Dom to the bed and had my way with my favorite boy toy. The first five minutes are all about anticipation—a slow, silent tease as I enjoy having him completely at my mercy. The next fifteen minutes capture me taking control and savoring every moment as I ride him to orgasm in as many ways imaginable. In the final stretch, I release him from his restraints and instruct him to pound me as hard as he can until he truly releases. Of course, it wouldn’t be us without a loving cum kiss, sensual snuggles, and playful affection to bring our delightful session to a sweet and connected close.

High off a wild Fetish Ball+Full moon weekend in LA, we just got back to SF on a Monday night and still couldn’t keep our hands off each other! The insatiability between us is palpable and this is just the first half of the evening.

We arrive at the moment we planned for, as Dom straps into his face dildo and gets a front row view of my penetration. This is the first of multiple forced orgasms led by the suspense of not knowing how he will pleasure me next. With both our mouths gagged, we tune into each other‘s body language, and submit to each other in this situation.

My long-distance lover had just left for the airport, but I was still epically horny. So I sat in front of my mirror and recorded a dirty-talking love letter just for him. Turns out it became the first time I ever captured myself squirting on film. Also: accidental vertical shooting led to a creative edit. I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I enjoyed making it. 💦

Phase three of our ravenous holiday reconnecting finds us on the bed, sweating and a little chatty/loopy on all the love and adoration pouring out of us. Dom squeezes out another orgasm from me and then explodes down my back. We bask in the after glow with goofy cuddles and a delicious cum kiss.

On a Sunday afternoon Dom and I were inspired to play on this red velvet couch I inherited and wow, we went at it like kids on a playground! Summer loving was high and we delighted in pleasuring each other in as many ways as we could fathom…stamina was employed and delicious orgasms were had. I hope this inspires in you new ways to approach your couch!

I was feeling frisky for some self love and dopamine so I made this creative “love letter” to my long distance lover. No make-up, just my dirty mind/voice, playing with my nipples and a vibrator until a dramatic orgasm takes over and leaves me so satisfied. Enjoy!