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