“couch kissing” is all teasing elegance: red satin gloves and nothing else. She glides those gloved fingers across her collarbone in “couch kissing”, down between her breasts, finally reaching the heat between her thighs. The contrast of satin on bare skin in “couch kissing” is intoxicating. She works herself slowly at first in “couch kissing”, then faster, gloved hand pumping until her entire body tenses. The muffled cries through bitten lips in “couch kissing” make the climax even more intense, leaving her flushed and glowing in the aftermath of “couch kissing”.