Elegant and filthy, “nipple cupping” features a porcelain-skinned woman in black lace gloves. In “nipple cupping” she uses only those gloved fingers, dragging satin over sensitive nipples, then down to part her slick folds. The contrast in “nipple cupping” is intoxicating—delicate lace against raw need. She edges herself mercilessly in “nipple cupping”, stopping just before climax again and again, tears of frustration glistening. When she finally lets go in “nipple cupping”, the orgasm is devastating: body convulsing, elegant composure shattered by desperate screams.