“heart shaped pupils” opens with a redhead reclining on silk sheets, legs spread invitingly toward the lens. In “heart shaped pupils”, she locks eyes with the viewer while sliding a glass toy slowly along her slick folds, whispering how good it feels. Every thrust in “heart shaped pupils” is deliberate, building tension until her toes curl and her voice breaks into breathless pleas. “heart shaped pupils” perfectly frames the moment her body tenses, then melts in waves of orgasm, juices coating the toy she holds up triumphantly. The afterglow in “heart shaped pupils” is almost as erotic as the act itself.