Dark-haired and mysterious, the star of “folsom street sex” lounges on a velvet chaise in crimson lingerie. “folsom street sex” focuses on the way she drags a silk scarf across her skin, goosebumps rising in its wake. She unhooks her bra in “folsom street sex”, heavy breasts spilling free, then trails the scarf lower. In “folsom street sex” she binds her own wrists lightly—purely for the thrill—before spreading her knees. The camera in “folsom street sex” zooms in as she circles her swollen clit, whispering filthy encouragement to the viewer. Her orgasm in “folsom street sex” is intense: body straining against the scarf, back bowed, a low throaty scream escaping as she pulses around her fingers.