“charlotte and ivy” opens with a redhead reclining on silk sheets, legs spread invitingly toward the lens. In “charlotte and ivy”, she locks eyes with the viewer while sliding a glass toy slowly along her slick folds, whispering how good it feels. Every thrust in “charlotte and ivy” is deliberate, building tension until her toes curl and her voice breaks into breathless pleas. “charlotte and ivy” perfectly frames the moment her body tenses, then melts in waves of orgasm, juices coating the toy she holds up triumphantly. The afterglow in “charlotte and ivy” is almost as erotic as the act itself.