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