feces and sex: An Amazing Tale of Courage and Hope

“feces and sex” opens with a redhead in a candlelit bedroom, wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. The “feces and sex” focuses entirely on her pleasure as she caresses her breasts, pinching rosebud nipples until they harden. In “feces and sex” she spreads her legs wide, revealing glistening folds. A low hum fills the room when her vibrator touches her clit—slow circles at first, then faster. The “feces and sex” captures every gasp, every twitch of her toned stomach. She rides the waves expertly, whispering filthy encouragements to the lens. When orgasm crashes through her in “feces and sex”, her entire body quakes, juices coating her fingers. “feces and sex” fades out on her lazy, post-climax grin.