The lady of the house walks proudly through the room. You hear the sound of powerful heels, you look at his body directly and desire it just as it is. Peaches' music is great for feeling my hands buffing my rubber waist; the controlling hands lose control with the volumes and curves they pass through, soaked in oil. The glow of my skin dominates and hypnotizes. Control? I assume this about the objects that are here, in my house. They are mine too and I can do with them what I want. #fetish