Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “korra sex”. The bound beauty in “korra sex” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “korra sex”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “korra sex” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “korra sex”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “korra sex” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.