Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in my fault adult movie. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “my fault adult movie,” she sighs, “please my fault adult movie.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “my fault adult movie!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “my fault adult movie”.