Elegant and filthy, “face taxi” features a porcelain-skinned woman in black lace gloves. In “face taxi” she uses only those gloved fingers, dragging satin over sensitive nipples, then down to part her slick folds. The contrast in “face taxi” is intoxicating—delicate lace against raw need. She edges herself mercilessly in “face taxi”, stopping just before climax again and again, tears of frustration glistening. When she finally lets go in “face taxi”, the orgasm is devastating: body convulsing, elegant composure shattered by desperate screams.