A REVIEW OF BDSM FRANCE

There’s an other-worldly sensuality to Benner’s languid, creamy beauties in In the Drinking water's Edge – a delicacy of brushwork that places you inside of a reverie. Time stands still as they lounge beside an expanse of glassy drinking water, unruffled by wind or currents. The scene looks intentionally ambiguous: these Gals could be flesh a