Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “anime come”. The bound beauty in “anime come” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “anime come”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “anime come” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “anime come”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “anime come” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.