Tifany’s got her soles propped up, smooth and inviting, put on display like a target begging to be hit. She’s all smiles, grinning through it, murmuring in that broken English of hers, “I like it… more, more.” But the truth’s in the way her body betrays her, those feet fighting the urge to pull back, that smile slipping into something more desperate. Tifany’s stuck now, torn between wanting it to stop and hating herself for asking for more.
Length: 7:56
Resolution: 3840×2160