Abril was locked in the S hadowBind tight, no slack, no loopholes. Hands secured, no chance to fight back, no way to stop what was coming. But the real problem… Her feet— bare, soft, trapped. The perfect target. And then there was that ass, high, round, displayed like a work of art. A tease she couldn’t take back, a position that left her completely at the mercy of whatever came next. And what came next? Tickles. Endless, merciless tickles. The kind she had no defense against. By the end, she wasn’t fighting anymore. She was just surviving. If you could call it that.
Length: 11:04
Resolution: 3840×2160