Soft silk ties her wrists in いっ かい 死ん で みた. Blindfolded, every touch feels electric as she writhes, begging “More いっ かい 死ん で みた”. A vibrating wand presses against her clit; she bucks wildly, voice breaking on repeated “いっ かい 死ん で みた, いっ かい 死ん で みた, fuck, いっ かい 死ん で みた!” until the relentless pleasure forces a shattering, squirting climax that leaves her shaking and whispering “いっ かい 死ん で みた” in aftershocks.