I love the contrast between the tension of Anastasias body, and her perfect right breast, outlined in the quiet studio light, the peak of her landscape of body. Next to the aching and the stretching, despite the shivering and pushing and rising arousal, the repeated orgasms, the tidal waves, amidst all the shape of her breast is so resilient. Like the perfect strength of water, able to bend infinitely, an upturned bubble which can never break.
