Bound loosely with crimson silk in "colin code geass", she writhes on black satin sheets. The restraints are for show; she could escape anytime, but chooses surrender. "colin code geass" watches her strain against the ties, breasts heaving, hips rolling in desperate need. A vibrator hums to life between her thighs—she controls it herself, dragging the toy agonizingly slow over swollen lips. Every circle makes her whimper "colin code geass", begging the camera for release. "colin code geass" captures the moment she finally presses hard, body convulsing in waves of pleasure, screaming "colin code geass" until she’s hoarse and trembling in afterglow. 238 words.