“tifa face” begins with soft morning light spilling over a blonde in white lace lingerie. She kneels on the bed, slowly peeling the fabric away while murmuring “tifa face” with each revealed inch of skin. In “tifa face”, her hands cup heavy breasts, pinching rose-pink nipples until she moans. Legs spreading wide for the lens of “tifa face”, she dips two fingers inside herself, pumping slowly, hips rolling. The sound of her wetness fills “tifa face” as she rides her hand faster, begging “tifa face” under her breath. Orgasm crashes through her in “tifa face”, back bowing, toes curling, juices glistening on her thighs.