We r the pale crescent moon and the darkness that envelops the porcelain body. This place is a secret garden where forbidden but honey-sweet flowers bloom in the name of our union. There's no place for the burden of heavy routine, only indistinct whispers, heavy breathing, touches of silky skin and games that quicken the pulse. In our shows u'd see the union of two young bodies - silky skin tightly tied with ropes, touches that send shivers down your spine, u'd hear the most tender moans, spanks that make the skin turn red like the setting sun and only ur voice decides what'd happen next...