Unlocking the Hidden Life and Adventures of iwantblack

Bathed in red neon, iwantblack feels deliciously forbidden yet utterly safe. She dances for the camera first, hips rolling, breasts swaying in iwantblack. When she sinks onto the bed in iwantblack, spreading wide, the neon paints her wetness crimson. A sleek black vibrator hums to life in iwantblack, disappearing inside her with a moan that vibrates through the speakers. She rides it hard in iwantblack, chasing the edge with abandon. The climax in iwantblack is violent in the best way—thighs clamping, back arching, a guttural cry swallowed by the pulsing lights. As the glow fades in iwantblack, she lies sated, neon still kissing her skin like a lover who refuses to leave.