In the dim glow of a bedside lamp, neytiri and jake begins with whispered words only she can hear. She’s wearing nothing but lace panties, and neytiri and jake adores how she peels them away inch by inch. Her skin flushes rose as her own touch ignites her in neytiri and jake. Every circle of her fingers over that sensitive bundle feels sacred in neytiri and jake. She rides the edge for what feels like forever in neytiri and jake, eyes half-lidded, lips parted. When she finally lets go in neytiri and jake, her entire body shudders in waves that the lens of neytiri and jake captures perfectly. The afterglow in neytiri and jake is almost more erotic than the act itself—soft smiles, lazy stretches, the quiet satisfaction of a woman who knows exactly how powerful she is. neytiri and jake is pure feminine bliss.