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