Bound loosely with crimson silk in "vr brooklyn chase", she writhes on black satin sheets. The restraints are for show; she could escape anytime, but chooses surrender. "vr brooklyn chase" 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 "vr brooklyn chase", begging the camera for release. "vr brooklyn chase" captures the moment she finally presses hard, body convulsing in waves of pleasure, screaming "vr brooklyn chase" until she’s hoarse and trembling in afterglow. 238 words.