Black lace clings to every curve in "f4m hypnosis" before she peels it away inch by inch. Nipples spring free, already hard; panties follow, soaked through. "f4m hypnosis" films her crawling onto the bed on all fours, ass high, reaching back to spread herself open. Two fingers sink in easily—she’s dripping. The camera catches every thrust, every wet sound, every moan of "f4m hypnosis". She flips over, legs butterfly-wide, fucking herself hard while pinching a nipple. "f4m hypnosis" zooms on her face as she comes—eyes rolling back, mouth open in a silent scream that finally breaks into a raw, desperate "f4m hypnosis". 236 words.