The Art of Female Orgasm HD 2015/16

I feel like Catherine needs to come about as often as most people need to eat - healthy people, that is, who do lots of exercise. So like, possibly more than three times a day. And like, probably best if there's more than one course per meal. And like, don't forget snacks. Nice little snacks like this one, perfect for that hungry stretch between morning sex and afternoon sex.

Selina's hands on her vibrator as she rocks it back and forth are super hot. She holds it like the pommel of a saddle on a horse, or a joystick - seizing control and riding her bliss, steering her orgasm exactly where she wants it. That mid-wank break to get her computer out for a little visual stimulation is so relatable, too, bringing me right into these moments.

From the very first contact Molly's hand makes with her right breast, naked under her t-shirt, I'm immersed. Sometimes the tactile experience of IFM just comes through so strongly, like a kind of synesthesia - I see it, and it's like I can feel it too. Needless to say, having sight-touch synethesia, while watching Molly rev herself into that shuddering orgasm, is quite the experience.

Vanessa's date night with herself wears on, climbing into the sleepy hours. Those end of dates that don't even feel like dates anymore, flush with the oxytocin of great orgasms, and sure you're done for the night. That's always the cue for it all to get started back up again, and sometimes, those last orgasms, the ones you thought weren't going to happen at all, are the night's best.

Honestly, sometimes these duets are just too hot for me to watch at work. From the moment Jorge starts feeling Samara up over her clothes, I'm looking around like a guilty teenager reading the sex section of Cosmo, and by the time he's going down on her, grabbing her tits so hard I can feel it, eating her out forever until she comes in his mouth I'm done for.

Two super intense orgasms, and Grace doesn't even have her top off yet. It's time to really settle in now. Grace has got her music, her toy, and all the time in the world to really dig in and make herself feel amazing. Though sometimes, I guess, you gotta contract before you relax - the way her whole body tenses, hard, and goes so red is just incredible. Don't miss the end to hear her tell us how it feels.

Only Ruvada would be cheeky enough to turn her walk-in closet into a veritable wank palace, complete with window access to give her that snug, you-want-me-but-you-can't-have-me feeling. That vibe seems to sum up the mood today, actually. Ruvada's feeling extra tease-y.

The purity of Jade's passion saturates these moments, on fire as she thrashes and stretches and arches her body to reach that perfect orgasm. It's no wonder she shared IFM with her mum, Hazey - and even encouraged her to give it a try. Jade's is the kind of sexuality that bursts out of any container, inspiring others to transcend their own comfort zone, too.

Alice, with her gorgeous hair and stunning cheekbones, is hot. There's no doubt about it. But it's the freedom of her that really drives me crazy. Like a wild creature herself, Alice spends her time connected to nature, earth and air and movement and flow. There's really nothing sexier than that - except, maybe, the tan lines that prove it.

Sweet Amber_Leigh is like a 90's daydream, giving me serious "Stealing Beauty" vibes with her creamy skin, brunette locks and the soft promise of those ruby lips.Her small "oh"s and "mmph"s of discovery as she settles in with her body set the stage for the moans to come, as every sound she makes gives us a perfect little clue as to exactly how deep into her desire she is.

It's good to see Joyy on her home ground, her decor tasteful, a sweetly pale, minimalist vibe that suits her long elegant body. As painters and sculptors have known since the time of the classics, contrast is everything, and as Joyy slowly unwinds herself into sweetness, melting into her namesake on top of her freshly laundered sheets, she gives us that juxtaposition we crave whenever we see a neat and tidy space.

"Though it's been an age since my eyes have laid themselves upon you." reads Dandy from her printed-out page, the low, lingering tones of her voice spinning through us like a dreaming gift. Some of you may not know how special this is, and how long it's truly been since Dandy first allowed us to lay eyes upon her. Oh, fuck, that flush, and that delicious laughter, oh wow, oh Dandy.

Oh, if only I had Frankie May's talent, so I could sketch what I see here and reflect it back to her. Frankie May pleases on so many levels: visually, with her flushed and beautiful sex, the arc of her body. Audibly, with those smacks and squelches creating a symphony of wet eroticism. And aesthetically, artistically, the baroque lines of her sketchbook coming to life in the deliberate fullness of her orgasm.

Liv's got a shower almost as pretty as she is, which is really saying something. I don't think she intended to get so distracted here, but it seems like once she felt her own slippery hands all over her soft, soapy body, all bets were off. At least she remembers to turn off the water. IFM, after all, is an environmentally friendly operation.

Anyone who's been paying attention around here knows that Mew has some of the most intense orgasms in the world. Like, probably if there was an Olympics, she'd be up there, coated in cum and sweat, brandishing her medals year after year. So what happens when a world-class wanker like Mew goes a solid month without an orgasm? A lot. So much. (Hint: I cried.) Just watch, my loves. And find out.