Slow-burn perfection defines “the intern a summer of lust”: a pale, voluptuous woman blindfolded on satin sheets. Every touch in “the intern a summer of lust” is heightened by the lack of sight—nipples pebbling under ice cubes, then warmed by her own mouth. When she finally allows her hand between trembling thighs in “the intern a summer of lust”, the anticipation explodes. The blindfold comes off just as she comes in “the intern a summer of lust”, eyes wide with the intensity of it all.