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